《Titan Beneath the Heavens》


 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading www.uukanshu. Com a scabbard covered with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was wrapped around his "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. I have noticed several times. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front line, right?" Oscar smiled. Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything about the arguments of the staff. That is to say, UU reading www.uukanshu. com he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help a little here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading books


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Kanshu " Major Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew the danger had been lifted, and once Blizzard appeared, the danger would no longer be dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. UU Kanshu If I were, I would only bless Studbury, and bless him for eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good guy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. UU read books like playing horseback fighting. Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v2 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading a scabbard filled with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v2 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v2 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was wrapped around his "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. I have noticed several times. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front line, right?" Oscar smiled. Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything about the arguments of the staff. com he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help a little here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v2 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v2 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading www. uukanshu.ccom


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v2 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this means that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Kanshu " Major General Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the command.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v2 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger had been lifted and UU read the book www. uukanshu. Once the com Blizzard appears, then the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v2 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do It ¡¯s a matter of UU reading www.uukaanshu.com. If it were me, I would only bless Starbari and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v2 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good guy!" Old Gordon sat down beside the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v3 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed her character, UU Reading A scabbard filled with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v3 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness.


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v3 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing. That is to say, UU reading www.uukanshu. com he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v3 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU reading book " Major Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v3 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger has been lifted, and once UU reads , once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v3 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do It ¡¯s a matter of UU reading . If I were, I would only bless Studbury and wish him peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v3 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down beside the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. com cut down the enemy''s battle flag as easily as playing horseback fighting.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v4 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v4 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v4 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment ago. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing. That is to say, UU reading www.uukanshu. com he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help a little here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v4 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU Reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v4 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this means that they will retreat across the board in a short time. UU Reading " Major Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v4 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger had been lifted and UU read the book www. Once uukanshu.com appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v4 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. It ¡¯s a matter of UU reading www.uukanshu.coom. If I were, I would only bless Steve Berry and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the Light God. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v4 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw this little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. UU read like playing horseback to fight Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v5 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v5 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v5 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v5 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v5 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v5 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v5 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v6 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v6 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v6 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v6 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v6 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v6 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v6 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v6 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v7 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v7 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v7 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was wrapped around his "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. I have noticed several times. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front line, right?" Oscar smiled. Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v7 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v7 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v7 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v7 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v8 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v8 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v8 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v8 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v8 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v8 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v8 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v8 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v9 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v9 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v9 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v9 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v9 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger had been lifted, and once UU reads , once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v9 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v9 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v10 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v10 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v10 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v10 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short time. UU Reading " Major Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v10 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v10 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v10 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v11 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading a scabbard filled with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v11 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v11 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v11 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v11 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v11 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v11 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v12 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU read books www.uukanshu. Com a scabbard covered with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v12 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v12 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v12 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v12 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v12 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v12 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v12 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good guy!" Old Gordon sat down beside the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v13 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v13 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v13 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v13 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v13 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v13 Chapter 9： Mobile station wap.16k.cn

    "Yesterday, did Rila invite you out?"


    "Yes ..." Originally, Oscar could be selected, but at this time he faced the queen mother of the kingdom of Deez, Opariella''s mother. So, he nodded so blankly.


    Her Majesty the Queen Mother is very energetic. She wears a long black mopping skirt and a knit sweater of the same color. She wears a black veil cap on her head. Oscar has seen the Queen Mother many times in the castle, and the old woman has been like this since her husband died.


    Today is the day of her daughter''s marriage. The old queen is still a little happy, but she does not look excited. This kind of thing is fortunate in Germany and Italy. It is difficult for an aristocratic woman to combine with the person she loves with her own strength. Just like the rules of the animal world, we must measure the height, size, age and aggressiveness of the players! Humans change this rule to measure the family background, background, status, value-added probability and so on of the players. Even if the players competing for the spouse stand on the same starting line, there is still a way for the human to give more consideration to the final determination of the spouse. Therefore, it is not easy to be a woman, and it is even more difficult to be a woman who will soon approach the throne of the dynasty!


    The Queen Mother is thinking that her daughter has never done a wrong thing, but at least last night, the girl has done all the things that have been telling her over the years! The old queen is also young, and she can guess what happened in the family chapel without even paying attention to the narrative of the night knight.


    "What do you ... plan?"


    "Me?" Oscar grinned bitterly. "Your Majesty the Queen, seriously, I have no plans. As long as you and your castle still shelter me as before, I believe I will not have any plans in the short term."


    The old lady shrugged. "Little boy! I won''t protect you like I used to, you see! What did your knight turn my castle into? The battle last night broke many things, But ... fortunately they did not set fire. "


    Oscar scratched his head, and it really made him embarrassed to talk about it. "Your Majesty the Queen Mother, you see, I have no place now, do you ... receive the debt?"


    "Ha ha ha!" The old queen laughed. "Although, who cares about those things! But ... it''s you, Your Royal Highness Prince Osnie from the Titan Empire, you have thirty knights who lost their lives on the land of Deez. Do you want to get compensation? "


    Oscar is still smiling, but his nails are about to pierce his palm!


    "They ... don''t exist! No one will be responsible for their deaths, and no one will honor these generous warriors." Oscar stared at the eyes of the opposite party, "So ... Your Majesty, I believe the same No one cares about this kind of thing. "


    The Queen Mother suddenly shook her head, "You don''t need to hide it, His Royal Highness. I can see and guess, you will solve the problem in your own way."


    Oscar groaned, and he didn''t start coldly.


    Her Majesty the Queen Mother of Deyis smiled a little, and she had seen too many too stubborn and strong young men like this. "Then ... His Highness Prince, let''s just say that last night! Think again. Rila invited you out of the castle, your knight emptied, and they were all killed by the warriors who had ambushed them beforehand. . Do n¡¯t you think ... "


    "Yes! I know very well!" Oscar nodded impatiently. "I know very well that in your country and in my motherland, there are people who want my life! If it wasn''t for Rila, I was invited out of the castle yesterday, Once those thirty knights found my full-text novel to read, they would do it at .1K. (1-N. ÎÄѧ ѧ Íø), and take me away from the castle. Marquis Heinrich von Lesterke could be ordered The order of killing nothing! Because the Lord Marquis always wanted my life in dreams, he will never miss this good opportunity. For the Titan, I ca n¡¯t guess who he is, but this is a very trick Beautiful borrowed knife to kill! But ... Would you like to thank Rila? I''m afraid I can''t! "


    "But ... my daughter did nothing wrong! It''s you ..." The Queen Mother paused, "His Royal Highness, ask your heart, you have no illusions or hopes for my daughter, but you Why do you still want to do that? Do n¡¯t answer the question with a man ¡¯s inferiority. You are a lord and a hero! You can stand loneliness and temptation! Then please tell me why you still want to treat my daughter Do that? "


    Oscar found that in the face of a mother''s question, he could not answer a word.


    The old queen sighed, "Last night, Rila cried in my arms for a long time, and she hasn''t cried like that since she grew up! She was very sad, downcast, lost her solemnity, lost her demeanor ..."


    "Where is she?" Oscar asked abruptly, as if he didn''t even know why he asked.


    Queen Mother glanced at the door on the right side of the hall, "She is there! But ... if you want to see her, do you know what to say?"


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately shook his head again.


    The old queen pondered for a while, but she had made up her mind that this kind of thing would do no good to her country and the king.


    "You and Rila met on the battlefield, and you represent both the enemy and us. Then, once this kind of thing begins, the ending is destined, and you and she have a chance to meet again on the battlefield! So, you walk into that door , I do n¡¯t care what you say and do anything, but I hope you can clearly understand each other ¡¯s position and position after you walk out of the door. "


    Oscar said nothing. He stood up from his seat and bowed respectfully to the old queen.


    "Young man!" Her Majesty the Queen Mother suddenly summoned the little Oscar who was about to open the door of the room, and the kind-faced lady finally showed the majesty of a queen.


    "For my country and my daughter, you are just a passer-by! If you are unclear about your position and position, then I will use a more radical way to help you straighten out. Believe me, I never want to see The ending is like that! "


    Oscar shrugged. He admitted that the old lady said that for Oparella, he was just a passer-by. When the princess became a queen, everything would be different, even dispensable.


    Sunlight spilled from the floor-to-ceiling windows into the huge bedroom, and the flowers and plants on the windowsill attracted several butterflies to flap. This is the place where the bride and groom are about to complete their marriage mission. According to the ancient tradition of Dees, the bed tent and the curtain in front of the window are sprinkled with flower dew, dotted with the fruits of rice and oats; there is a huge bird in the center of the bedroom In the cage, an adult cliff carving is imprisoned in a bird cage. This large bird of prey is the belief of the Deris Aryans. They consider themselves to be descendants of the cliff carving. Their wedding and first night shall be witnessed by the totem and given by the totem. blessing.


    The girls were surrounded by a huge chair. They cried like magpies, some prayed for the bride, and some praised the beauty of the bride, but they talked most about the bride ¡¯s husband, who Handsome court chief. Undoubtedly, Eisenstein is the target of all girls'' cravings.


    The first lady to find a man who broke into a man in the bride''s bedroom was about to rebuke loudly, but she immediately covered her mouth that was about to open. It turned out that this man was Her Royal Highness''s boyfriend. It seems that the time for the hero and heroine to come to a different moment has come.


    The ladies stepped out of the bedroom one after another, and when they passed the man, they all cast a joke on the young Prince Titan. Without analysing the connotation of his gaze, Oscar was disturbed by the ironic and playful smile alone, but he soon lost his soul in front of the perfect bride.


    Opparella was sitting by the window. Her face and the white wedding sand were bathed in the delicate sunlight. The hem of the wedding dress was dragged to the ground. The long one was covered with diamonds and pure white lace roses. Like all princesses, Rila sat dignified in her chair, her hands entwined, facing the window, wondering what to think.


    "I ... came to say goodbye to you!"


    "Oh ... it''s time too!" Oparella nodded, her eyes never leaving the scenery outside the window.


    "Don''t you find it weird? I mean ... I''m going!" Oscar paced forward two steps, and he stopped behind the princess.


    "On the left night I saw the knight hand you something, so ... I''m not surprised."


    Oscar touched his nose, he really didn''t know what to say.


    "Actually ... my emotions for you cannot be called love!" The princess said suddenly.


    "why?"


    "Because I suddenly found out that I don''t know you at all! Although I have been with you for half a year, you have never revealed the true side for a moment. I always feel that ... you standing in front of yourself are so unreal! Having said that, men seem to be like you. In your life, you have been tempted by many women, but in the end, you will only have a result with one person. Of course, this result may not be the one you tempted. "


    Oscar nodded. "Yes, that''s right! I did have a lot of heart movements for the opposite sex, but ... this kind of heart movements will have no effect. As time goes by, the original emotions will be dim and the heart movements will be more intense Embarrassed in front of us. We are all young, and no one knows who or what will happen in the future! "


    Oparella laughed suddenly, "So, you never loved anyone! Your love is just a kind of self-deception, a kind of self-satisfaction! Love is a kind of uniqueness, and you admit that you have moved many women. Heart, even if the person who ultimately produces the result with you has not yet appeared, but this has shown that you are not worthy of love, nor worthy of being loved! Just like for your fiancee, or your little lady. Do you love them? Ha ha You will definitely answer yes, but ... love cannot be distributed, let alone shared. "


    "Why ... suddenly said that?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "It''s nothing, just suddenly found that I saw the true face of Ossie Anru Moreset."


    "What is it like?"


    "Do you really want to know?" Oparella finally turned her head. She met the eyes of His Royal Highness. We found that in the eyes of the future Queen Deez there was no tenderness or shyness, and only nothingness.


    "Yes, I really want to know what caused your attitude towards me to change overnight."


    "I have already said that you are Osne. Anlu Morissette. I do n¡¯t know what caused your lack of emotion, but I ¡¯m sure you wo n¡¯t really love even if you are poor Anyone! Because your love is one-sided and divided into pieces, your love is not only utilitarian, but even entangled with intricate interests, which further reflects your hypocrisy and selfishness! You can raise countless mistresses , But do n¡¯t mention the word love to them, because ... everyone who recognizes your true face will treat this as a joke. "


    "This is my true face?"


    "Yes!"


    "Just because I am Osgn. Anlu Morissett?"


    "Yes!"


    "so you¡­¡­"


    "I admit that I''m stupid!" Oparaila suddenly grabbed the prince''s words, "After a night of thinking, I found that I was just looking for a phantom of nothingness, an ideal substitute. I am not satisfied with marriage, yes Love is not reconciled and completely disappointed in the world I live in! But I ca n¡¯t break away, I ca n¡¯t escape! So, I think we are a kind of people, we do n¡¯t know what love is. Just like, I ¡¯m willing to go to bed with you, It does n¡¯t mean how deep I love you, and you ¡¯re willing to possess me, and it does n¡¯t mean you love me! Do n¡¯t tell, that ¡¯s the fact, it ¡¯s just the result of mutual attraction. ¡±


    "I should go!" Oscar''s voice was very low, and Oparella''s evaluation of him was irrelevant. He just felt that he suddenly became naked, and the sunlight was extremely cold, and he felt very uncomfortable.


    "No more!"


    Facing the indifference of the princess, Oscar finally had some faint anger. He turned back suddenly when he walked to the door, "Rila! Why are you cheating yourself, you won''t give yourself to anyone easily, but you chose me! Maybe you are right, we It is a class of people who are trapped in a cage of utilitarianism and hypocrisy. Even an occasional indulgence must find an excuse for self-consolation for the emotions in it. But ... your excuse seems reasonable, at least ... After you say that, I feel much better! "


    Looking at the closed door, Oparera Loresburg sighed softly. She didn''t have any flaws, and she finally ended the false search. Are you really deceiving yourself? Are you really looking for a reasonable excuse for indulgence and emotion? Her Royal Highness Princess Oparera Loresburg is not sure that she has long lost herself, or that she, like Osnie Anru Moreset, has never been real.


    The sky is high, and occasionally a strangely shaped cloud traverses the sky. The north wind is cold, very weak, and very low. The air is filled with the breath of autumn, the flowers and plants are tending to wither, and the fallen leaves are gradually withering away, and they begin to smell on the soil.


    On October 31, 797, Dulin City was quiet at noon, with only sunlight on the streets, no vehicles, and no pedestrians. Dulin Scott Cathedral is decorated with countless fire candles. Due to the tranquility of the street, the music played in the church and the carols sung by the priests can be heard from afar.


    The Tower of Heroes rises straight, and it is covered with a dappled sunlight, which makes the sculpture on the tower show a strong contrast between light and dark. The sculpture tells one exciting story after another. This is the place where the Titans are buried. It is the spiritual support of the Titans against the aggressors. The hero ¡¯s tombstone was filled with flower baskets, the north wind shook the flowers, the sunlight was covered by the clouds that suddenly broke into the world, and the flowers shook even more. It seemed completely unclear what they were doing here.


    At 2:09 in the afternoon, the spire of the Tower of Heroes suddenly lit a beacon, and the Cathedral of Turin Scott suddenly sounded the bell! This time, this day, seven months ago, was the moment when the wives and daughters fought off.


    Gradually ... gradually! The sudden sound from the direction of the Titan''s Bright Gate is finally clear and readable! That was the sound of footsteps, to be precise, it was the sound of footsteps made by countless people. They came from the Imperial Guard, from the 19th Military Region of the Empire, and from the three major army groups. These warriors from all sides of the empire lined up in a neat formation and at a consistent pace. They walked into the Victory Square through the symbol of triumph. Soon, a dense camp of warriors spread all over the square. Tens of thousands of people made the same breathing sound, the wind became stronger, harder and colder! Victory Square suddenly turned into a sea of ??soldiers, a field of swords, and a mountain of shields. From a distance, the jungle of dark-colored armor is like a piece of floor tile, embedded in the square like a root.


    The soldiers only left an aisle between the Bright Gate and the Hero Tower. After they were set up, they looked around in the same direction as they did.


    The wind is getting stronger and stronger, which has led to countless grinning flags, and it has also affected the soldiers'' desire for honor and sacrifice. These warriors were summoned by the emperor, and they came from all over the Titan. Some of them came from aristocrats and some from Rongxun families, but here are more simple and hardworking peasant children. These young people who are used to the pastoral and working young people blushed. They did not hold familiar agricultural tools in their hands, but A formidable sword and shield. These young people who are still full of childish words on their faces may not be aware of this change ...


    However, the wars against the aggressors stop and stop, the same, only the hearts of the Titan soldiers.


    A loud horn sounded, and in a square formed by countless soldiers of the Guards, the horn was echoed by countless trumpeters. The sound of the assault continued to reverberate between heaven and earth, and the roar left in the distant sky seemed to resonate with an imaginary resonance. The sound of shouting, the sound of horseshoes, the sound of a broken shield, and the sound of sword collision seem to be mixed with the trumpet sound.


    A team of knights galloped in the direction of the Titan''s Bright Gate. They were wearing silver armor, wearing swords and guns. A burst of clamor.


    Looking closely, the knight immediately engraved his name on the golden ribbon that had been skewed in the title with a **** feather pen.


    "Mura Bedbea, Gundol Abbesia, Andhope Dieafis, Alcon, Camille Ray Allen, Shaw Seanstein, Krapic Derek, Tower von Sukhoi ... "


    Looking at the familiar names one after another, the soldiers were more excited. They ignored the already cracked paint, violently struck the shield, and shook the ordnance.


    The team of knights stopped in front of the hero tower. They neatly dropped their horses and stood in front of the martyrs'' altar with the most solemn military posture.


    His Majesty Alpha III, the emperor of the Titan Empire, was already waiting there, without words or rhetoric. Everyone present knew the heroic deeds of the Red Tiger Charger. His Majesty the Third took a military flag depicting the Red Tiger from the hands of an officer. He gave the new battle flag of the Red Tiger Cavalry Army of the Narcissus Knights to the Duke of Anlu standing beside him as the commander of the Narcissus Knight , Dortmund Anru Netagabo handed over the new battle flag to the captain of the Red Tiger.


    When Murat took over the battle flag, Alpha III greeted him, and this majesty put on the Order of the Empire Warrior for the cavalry commander. Next, His Majesty III called out the names of the survivors one after another, and he put on the medals of bravery and loyalty to the 84 imperial warriors.


    "Do you know what to do?" Just as Murat was about to turn and step down, Dortmund asked gently.


    Murat looked at the warrior behind him and looked at his commander again. He shook his flag and shook his flag. "Let this flag fly above the aggressor''s head."


    The priest spread his hands, and he succeeded in stopping the loud people, "Okay! In the name of God, as evidenced by the vows of both parties! Duke Eisenstein! You have been married to Her Royal Highness Princess Oparera Loresburg For the couple! "


    Fierce cheers broke out in the chapel, the family members of the Royal Family of Loresburg threw countless flowers, and the guests who came to congratulate began to indulge in arrogance. Facing the blessings and the glory of the future, Eisenstein smiled with satisfaction; Oparira Loresburg, in the face of colorful rain and warm applause, the heir to the throne also showed a moving smile.


    As she walked out of the church door, Opparella looked to the leftmost place on the left. Her little Oscar occupied a whole row of seats. No one seemed to want to sit with him. Laugh at the confused princess. This smile is annoying at all, and Oparella remembered it, the seat was last night they ... stop! Nothing happened last night! And ... he''s leaving now, isn''t he? Wish him a smooth ride!


    Standing in the enemy building in Lombardysburg, looking at the distant brigade, Marquis Heinrich von Lesterke finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the wedding was going very smoothly and people were safe. It''s back! Heinrich had a bad time recently, and his performance in dealing with the National Theater incident was violently attacked by the Supreme Command. However, Heinrich has never been the kind of person who gave up easily. The siege last night was his masterpiece. He was very satisfied with the results, and the senior soldiers who came to Lombardysburg for the royal reception have begun to change their attitude. His attitude was a very good phenomenon that made the spy leader very happy.


    In Heinrich''s view, the Titans undoubtedly paid a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources for the operation on the night of the 30th. If the Titans were not leaking, those professionally trained professional soldiers are likely to succeed. Then ... the Titans were absolutely unable to organize a rescue operation of a similar size for a period of time, but ... the most worrying thing about Heinrich was the infamous killer, this is his heart disease! Lombardysburg held an unprecedented cocktail party tonight, and there were more than 1,000 guests at the meeting. Isn''t that a good opportunity for the assassin to start?


    Heinrich sneered a few times. He had mobilized all the defense forces in the capital. Even the nearby villages had troops stationed. These regular troops not only blocked all the passages, but also closed the entire section of the Laufenkame River.


    "Your Mightiness!"


    Heinrich looked back in surprise, "His Minister of Foreign Affairs! How are you? Are you looking for me?"


    "Of course!" The German Foreign Minister wiped the sweat from his forehead, and it was really not easy to go up the steps. "For safety reasons, you closed the river basin of the Laufenkame River, which we all have no opinion, but your security forces stopped the visiting delegation of the Sipusi royal family to congratulate, is this somewhat unreasonable?"


    "The delegation of the royal family of West Portugal?" Heinrich recalled it as if the Royal Family of Loresburg had indeed informed the Kingdom of West Portugal of the Prince''s marriage.


    "They came by boat?"


    "Of course! They are Sipusians, the wolf of the sea! Do you expect them to ride horses? My Excellency, the other''s big sailboat is flying the Sipusian king flag, please let go! It will escalate to a foreign affairs dispute! I do n¡¯t want to cause trouble to the Sispians when the Titans are on the verge. "


    "Okay! Okay!" Heinrich quickly signed a special pass, and he handed the paper to the nervous foreign minister. "You have to run a trip in person, you know, I can''t leave here."


    "Thank you!" The Foreign Minister took a brow and smiled, then turned and walked away.


    "Old bully!" Heinrich gave a low sip, and when he turned his head, the princess and bridegroom''s car had already driven into the hanging door of the fortress.


    Oscar and Paladin Sarla de Rocha were placed in a small guest room on the second floor of the castle. They sat face to face, and separated four tall knights behind them.


    "Come to the bar!" Little Oscar said suddenly.


    "Okay! What would you like to drink?" Thrall rubbed her hands.


    "Oh ... what about local wines?"


    Before the hedgehog agreed, a guard had taken a bottle of Laufenkame wine from the closet''s wine cabinet. Oscar nodded and signaled that he needed a glass.


    The original wine exudes a rich fragrance, and the amber-like wine sparkles in the glass. Thrallah was suddenly surprised, his eyes widened without trace, and there appeared to be a string of characters floating in the cup of His Royal Highness, which should be the words reflected in the glass reflected in the glass spread by the palm of his hand.


    The handwriting is easy to recognize, but it ¡¯s actually just a word, ¡°Ship!¡±


    Taking the opportunity of wine tasting, Sarla nodded gently, "It''s really good wine."


    "Yes!" Oscar put down the glass, picked up the bottle, and he turned to the chief knight who was in charge of the guard. "Do you mind bringing this bottle of wine to my other two companions? I hope they can taste it too."


    The Paladin was a little bit longer. He picked up the bottle and walked out of the room.


    Oscar stretched her ears and carefully recognized the footsteps of the Paladin! Go out to the left, about six or seven meters! His Royal Highness smiled slightly, and he leaned back comfortably on the sofa. As expected, Wellington Steinville and Mintas Brent were not held in another room not far away.


    "Oh! Waiting is really boring!" His Royal Highness sighed softly.


    "How long is it until the reception opens?"


    Aokaya shrugged. "Probably ... three or four hours."


    The liar Ricky nodded, "I didn''t expect it! I have the chance to play a diplomatic envoy again in my life!"


    The countess smiled, and she knew a little about the deeds of the housekeeper. "You can rest assured! This should be the last time!"


    Rich shrugged. "I hope!"


    Aka looked at the scammers and clowns who were busy in makeup, and she could not help but sigh deeply, "The two hold on tightly! Then please come to the main cabin to meet with everyone. The victory or defeat is in this move. Some of you things. "


    Richie and the clown glanced at each other, then nodded in agreement. They all know that if the plan fails, then this is really the last performance.


    Late in the evening, the sun hangs over the place where the western sky and the horizon meet. The fiery red light lit the river, and the waves made a lazy sound. A huge Siberian five-masted sailing ship ran slowly and slowly in the center of the river channel, and the boats of the German and Italian guards evaded. Awesome.


    The big sailboat was lit with lights, and it led slowly into a boardwalk under the guidance of a small boat. The big boat stopped against the boardwalk. The sailors laid down the heavy anchor and wooden ladder neatly. He helped tie the sailing boat''s cable. An officer boarded the sailboat along the wooden ladder. He said hello to the messenger of Western Portugal and checked the relevant documents. From his attitude, we can see that the officer is just a routine matter.


    When the officer disembarked, Aokaya summoned everyone to the main cabin.


    "Okay everyone! You can see everyone is excited, but ... please listen to me again!"


    The whispering people immediately calmed down. After getting along with each other during this period of time, people clearly realized the energy of this young lady.


    "First of all! I would like to thank Little Stutter! It was the documents and identification that she made that made us successfully reach here; Secondly, I would like to thank our housekeeper, Mr. Rich!"


    Rich took off his hat and waved to the people.


    Akami smiled, ¡°It ¡¯s Mr. Rich ¡¯s exquisite performance that convinced the Minister of Foreign Affairs of our country to believe in our identity! Secondly, I would like to thank the soldiers from the Krini family of Sirsi, you are indeed It ¡¯s the most experienced sailor and pirate! I ca n¡¯t believe you even snatched a royal ship from the West of Portugal. ¡±


    The captain of the "Wilnes Ranger" was a Sirsi with a red beard, and he could not help but float when he saw the lovely lady saluting to herself.


    "Then ... I would also like to thank an adult who is far away in the Kingdom of West Lisboa. If it were not for her help, it would be impossible for us to get the approval of the West Lisbos Ambassador to Germany, even if we did something wrong."


    "Finally! I want to thank Little Godot! The little eagle he guards is not only our eyes, but also our communications officer, which is very important!"


    "What about us?" The King of Crimes was not happy anymore. He pointed to a few people who were sitting beside him and were not mentioned by Aka. "We also helped a lot!"


    "I admit it!" Aka smiled. "The left hand has worked hard to make a master key, and the dissector Mr. Edward has made some very interesting tools. It is you, Mr. Dorami! You seem to be busy Fishing. "


    The old guy sipped, "What is everyone eating? Besides, I was testing the water temperature and wind direction! This is also very important!"


    Captain Red Beard suddenly patted the shoulder of the King of Crime, "Old friend, I''m much better at this than you."


    "Fine gentlemen!" Akka suddenly stopped. "Have you heard? The music has already sounded on the side of the castle, and the good show is about to begin! Is everyone clear about their tasks? Mr. Rich!"


    Rich nodded. "My task is to work around, work around, and work around again! Until I determine the position of Oscar and several others. And organize the evacuation after the rescue."


    "Clown!" Akka ordered another gentleman.


    "My task is to support! Support anyone who appears and cover the retreat."


    "Mr. Edward, the anatomical hand!"


    "My task is to dissect and dissect the guys who are blocking the retreat."


    "Little Godot!"


    "My task is to capture the enemy building, close the hanging door, destroy the winch, and trap the enemy in the castle."


    "Doramy!"


    "Ha! It''s my turn finally! My task is to touch the place where my partners are imprisoned with my left hand and wait for the opportunity to start."


    "captain!"


    "My task is to organize the sailors to resist the attack of the Deyis after the prince on board the ship, to ensure that the ship quickly escapes."


    "Little stutter!"


    "I ... I ... I ... I ..."


    "Okay! Your task is to stay on the boat honestly, don''t play with fire, and don''t ask someone to say non-stop!" Aka answered the question instead of stuttering. "So ... do you still have opinions?"


    "I!"


    People looked in the direction of the voice in surprise, but the king of crime, the fastest responder, had pulled his sword and jumped onto the table, while Edward, the dissecting hand, had thrown three sharp scalpels into the dark.


    Paul walked out of the shadows, and Captain Red Beard was the first to pounce, but he didn''t know that he was touched by the ship!


    "Wait!" Aokaya''s call immediately stopped the crazy people. "Listen to what this gentleman says!"


    Paul scratched his head. "One thing I doubt, if you don''t create trouble and confusion for the Deyis, how would you realize those guys?"


    Rich hugs his old friend who has been missing for more than half a year.


    "I know you must be nearby! Why come to us now?"


    Blizzard smiled happily. He hugged his old friends one by one, and met new friends present. He returned Edward''s scalpel to his anatomical hands. This made Edward feel incredible. There was only one killer king. All the knives were caught in the hand.


    "Okay! Friends! Do you want me to explain?"


    "Of course!" Rich already waited impatiently. "Do you guys know how worried you are? Madam Antonie has cried for you several times!"


    "Really?" Blizzard didn''t believe it.


    "It''s true! But ... Annie was tearing you a few tears when she missed Oscar!"


    "Ha ha ha ha ha!" Everyone in the field who knew the inside laughed loudly, and Paul''s expression had become like swallowing a fly.


    "Okay! I admit! Rich''s sarcasm is indeed brilliant! But don''t you want to hear why I haven''t shown up?"


    "Of course I have to listen!" Rich raised his hand for the first time.


    "Okay! The reason is that-as a super assassin, I only show up at the most important moment! Unlike some people, they start acting in the first act, and such guys usually end miserably." Blizzard said, letting his body aside. "Introduce you to a new friend! Shaw Kalenko! The exclusive assassin of the Mauricet royal family, code-named the Dark Lord."


    People looked at the dark corners where the candlelight couldn''t shine again. They opened their eyes wide and seemed to wonder how many people were still hiding there.


    "Hehe! Hello everyone!" Xiao greeted casually. "It seems that Paul''s ability to sarcasm is not weak. My identity has been exposed, so I have to act with everyone! I don''t know if you will accept me?"


    The king of crime, Dorami, promised to come down first, but Akaka frowned.


    "Xiao, tell me, what would you do?"


    Looking at the commander of this operation, the Dark Lord respectfully performed a gentleman''s salute, "Miss, I have to mention a very bad thing, that is, everyone is likely to underestimate the strength of the German and Italian people. Tonight Almost half of the senior generals of Deyisi are concentrated in the castle. Without mentioning their skills, they say that they are guarding the paladin beside the princess. Except for Paul, I think no one here is their opponent, including me, so ! We must cause them a huge trouble. Let them fall into complete panic. "


    "I ... I ... I ... I ... ready!" Little stammer suddenly raised a document in his hand.


    Aka glared over, "Put it away!"


    The little stammer was startled, and the lady sat in the chair obediently.


    Aka smiled at the Dark Lord, "Look, I''m already prepared, so can I let you know how you and Paul arranged?"


    The King of the Killers sneered a few times, UU read the book "Hey! Keep it secret first! But ... did you notice the vast vineyard belt behind the castle side? I can warn you, do n¡¯t be okay In the past, because there will be a huge fire pit! "


    "I don''t understand! Why do you know that there is a fire pit ahead, but you still have to jump in?"


    Eisenstein looked at the little prince in surprise, "Fire pit? I don''t understand what you mean!"


    "Marriage! I mean marriage! Especially your marriage! Don''t forget, your wife will be a queen." Oscar said, pointing at Princess Opparella on the dance floor, "Marriage, If you put it in, you will never jump out again until you are tortured to death! "


    Eisenstein rolled his eyes. "His Royal Highness, my wife asked me to come and chat with you for fear of being bored, but I am really sorry. We are not speculative." The palace chief said as he stood up, he left Do n¡¯t forget to tell the Paladins around you, ¡°Look at them, do n¡¯t make trouble!¡±


    Oscar looked at the back of the blonde devil, and then at the Sipostian messenger who was clinking with the Marquis Heinrich von Lesterke. He made a sneer that only ghosts could hear. ,,, ,

 v14 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v14 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v14 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this means that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Reading. Www.uukannshu.com" Major General Griffith, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v14 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v14 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v14 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. UU read like playing horse riding war Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v15 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v15 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v15 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything about the arguments of the staff. That is to say, UU reading www.uukanshu. com he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can not help a little here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v15 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v15 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this means that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Kanshu " Major General Griffith, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v15 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v15 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v15 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. uukanshu.com cut down the enemy''s battle flag as easily as playing horseback fighting.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v16 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v16 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v16 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading www. uukanshu.com is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v16 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v16 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger had been lifted, and UU read the book www. uukanshu.com Once the Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v16 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v16 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v17 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU reads a scabbard filled with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v17 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v17 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v17 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v17 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v17 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted. Once UU reads , the danger is no longer a danger once Blizzard appears. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v17 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v17 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v18 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v18 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v18 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v18 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading books


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v18 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v18 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers, knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do UU Kanshu , if I were, I would only bless Studbury for his peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v18 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v19 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v19 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v19 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. com he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help a little here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v19 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v19 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Reading Books " Major Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v19 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they have not come to nothing A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hissing rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v19 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v19 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. UU read like playing horse riding war Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v20 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v20 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading www. uukanshu.com is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v20 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v20 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v20 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. UU Kanshu If I were, I would only bless Studbury and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v20 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v21 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v21 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v21 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff had argued. comm he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v21 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v21 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v21 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger has been lifted, and once UU reads , once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v21 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v21 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v22 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v22 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v22 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading www. uukanshu.com


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v22 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v22 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. It ¡¯s about UU reading . If I were, I would only bless Studbury and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v22 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v23 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v23 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v23 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v23 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v23 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU Reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v23 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v23 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v23 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v24 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v24 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v24 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v24 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v24 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v24 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v24 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers, knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do Thing. UU reading If I were, I would only bless Steve Berry and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the Light God. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v24 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v25 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v25 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v25 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this means that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Reading " Major General Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v25 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v25 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v25 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of seven or eight enemies like a hero. Uukanshu.com cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease as if playing horseback.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v26 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v26 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v26 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v26 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v26 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v26 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v26 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v26 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero. UU read like riding a horse to fight war Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v27 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v27 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v27 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything about the arguments of the staff. comm he can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v27 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v27 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this means that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time. UU Reading Books www.uukaanshu.com" Major Griffiths, the combat staff chief, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v27 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v27 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not as tall as chairs. It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v27 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v28 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v28 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v28 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so unfamiliar with the things that appear on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives. Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v28 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered with the help of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, was I hurried back to stab you?"


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v28 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v28 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do Thing. UU Reading If I were, I would only bless Studbury and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v28 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v29 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v29 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v29 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v29 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v29 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do It ¡¯s about UU reading . If I were, I would only bless Steve Berry, and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v29 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v30 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v30 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v30 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v30 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so unfamiliar with the things that appear on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives. Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v30 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v30 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do It ¡¯s a matter of UU reading . If I were, I would only bless Studbury and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v30 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v31 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of your highness.


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v31 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v31 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v31 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger had been lifted, and UU read the book www.uukanshu. Once the blizzard appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v31 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v31 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v32 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v32 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

 v32 Chapter 4：

    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v32 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v32 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knew that the danger had been lifted. Once UU reads , once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v32 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v32 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v33 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading a scabbard filled with rare diamonds


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v33 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v33 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v33 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v33 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v33 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v33 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little guy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero Generally cut down the enemy''s battle flag with ease.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v34 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v34 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v34 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading www.uukanshu. comm right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v34 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so strange to what appears on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v34 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted, and once UU reads , once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer dangerous. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v34 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v34 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v35 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading www.uukannshu.com a scabbard filled with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v35 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All officers present changed their faces. UU reading is right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v35 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so unfamiliar with the things that appear on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives. Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian language only rests on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in the Persian language ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Female of? "The teenager was puzzled. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the driver, the Persian women were not allowed to show up in public. Keep your face.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v35 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v35 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. Thing ~ www.novelhall.com ~ If I were, I would only bless Starbury, and wish him eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v35 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v36 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character, UU Reading Books www.uukannshu.com A scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother ~ www.novelhall.com ~ protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v36 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v36 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so unfamiliar with the things that appear on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives. Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading www.uukanshu. com


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

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    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v36 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v36 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family. It ¡¯s a matter of UU reading . If I were, I would only bless Studbury and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v36 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 v37 Chapter 1：

    "Do you know where it is outside?" His Royal Highness Prince Ossie Anlu Moricet bit his little white tooth, "Everyone raised his ears to hear me clearly! I don''t want to see it when I look back Less than you! If I find one less, he''d better never come back to see me! "


    The liar Rich is counting his fingers, the king of crime is counting the clouds in the sky, the blizzard is counting the ants on the ground, the holy hedgehog Zarra''s bayonet is hanging on the body, the big man is the little axe hanging on the body, poison Counting medicine pots, while the driver engraved daffodils on the carriage. The faces of these guys were bluish-purple, and obviously they had suffered enough from the army to rule the security officer.


    "Have you heard? Answer me!"


    "Well!" "Ah!" "Yes!" "Okay!" "Hear!" "Absolutely!"


    "Then cheer me up! You are my followers, not prisoners in the big prison!" Oscar has warned himself not to think about yesterday again! But as soon as he saw these guys, his anger would surge. However, the teenager realized that his statement was indeed wrong. These guys were originally prisoners. I am afraid that few prisoners in the entire western continent are more worthy of this name than they are!


    "So well! Follow me, don''t talk!" Oscar finally urged.


    On July 29, 791, the sacred Titan Empire''s light calendar, the Narcissus Knights of Narcissus County ushered in the 435th anniversary of the founding of the army. On this day 435 years ago, 23,678 knights swore under the same army, "In the name of the **** of light, in the spirit of narcissus, with the fearless sacrifice, defend the Titans and defend their homes."


    The Schonbrunn training ground is located in the forest behind the base camp. This huge round stadium has a history of three centuries. It has developed from the original 10,000 square meters to 60,000 square meters. If the Persians were keen to destroy, then the daffodils were the genius of construction. The Schonbrun training ground was burned three times by the Persian army under the soldiers, but the three reconstructions of the daffodils were bigger each time.


    At six o''clock in the morning, people from all over the narcissus spontaneously poured into the arena, and all the stands were full of people. Some people gather all old and young, and they even bring enough food for a day. Enthusiastic people have a small basket full of freshly picked narcissus.


    On both sides of the road leading to the stadium were also crowded with onlookers. The knights closed the stadium just after six o''clock. These bad luck guys could only appreciate the cavalry outside the stadium waiting for the parade.


    When the sun''s brilliance caused the giant stone clock on the field to point to the seven o''clock position, the trumpeter team of the Narcissus Knights blew the welcome horn. The crowd threw countless narcissus petals in the cheers, and it was like a snowstorm on the field.


    The knight who was in charge of guarding at the entrance of the stadium suddenly saluted the dark gate, and the crowd on the stage all rushed in that direction. The cheers are louder!


    The members of the Anlu family slowly entered the field under the leadership of Marshal Dortmund. In the cheers of Wan Min, Duke Anlu raised his arm, and he waved to the crazy crowd. Behind him are the three Duchess. Surprisingly, the three ladies wear a uniform.


    Her Royal Highness Princess Alenis and Her Royal Highness Prince Osnay followed closely behind the duke and the princess. The princess wore the armor given to her by Mrs. Bell. The iron skirt with silver chains, this armor is very heavy, but the princess never said anything.


    His Royal Highness was the only person in the Anlu family of officers who did not wear armor. He casually wore a black narcissus uniform and had no rank on his shoulders. When Mrs. Silia saw such a dismal dress The youngest son was almost mad at the spot, but it was too late to change the suit for this kid who was confused.


    The members of the Anlu family walked around the field as they did in previous years. The people on the stands near the edge of the field rushed to stretch out their arms. They hoped to be able to touch the leader, even if they touched a little clothing.


    The prince looked at what was happening in front of him so calmly, he didn''t understand, what are people celebrating? Celebrating another year in the water? The teenager didn''t understand what happened to the daffodils? They possess countless virtues, but are they really willing to live such moments under the shadow of war?


    The members of the Anlu family finally completed the catwalk. When they sat on the parade safely and securely, the knight responsible for guarding the venue was finally relieved! These knights wore dazzling golden military uniforms. As the secret defense force of the Military Investigation Bureau, they knew that there were countless "dark ghosts" in their territory! Agents from the Western Kingdom to Anlu, spies from Persia, and those desperate men who can take their lives for a few gold coins! Who knows what kind of guy is still hidden in the stands? They watched carefully around them, and they believed that there were definitely people with bad intentions in the cheering crowd.


    Duke Anlu stood on the parade to salute the masses. As in previous years, after the speech, the Duke announced the first activity of the Army Building Festival-the flag-raising ceremony.


    The huge team that had been waiting in the field for a long time was finally moving! The strong knife and axe hand cut off the rope tied to the carriage. Four strong men shouted and pulled up the flagpole more than 30 meters high. The knife and axe hand cut the rope that tied the flag on the flagpole again. The tiger narcissus flag of the mainland sprinkled to the ground like a waterfall in the magnificent morning light.


    A rare breeze blew in the summer, and the flag of the narcissus knight flew high again on the day of the Army Day, and the world was filled with a strong carnival atmosphere.


    Four hundred years! The narcissus knight kept walking towards this banner, and today is no exception. Greeting the cheers and cry of thousands of people, the military parade began! On the side of the stand, the relying team played a crisp and intensive drumbeat. Without the command of the Duke, the centuries-old tradition told tens of thousands of daffodils that the Army Building Festival was about to enter the first parade.


    The review team composed of the best "singles" of the 15 fronts of the Narcissus Knights took action! Under the neat password of the military honor guard commander in all aspects, they began to march from the assembly point to the direction of the arena.


    The horses stepped down by the knights are walking neatly, and these brave little guys have been fully packed. They were covered with sunscreen, and their brown hair was trimmed by their masters. They were also heavily armored, and a sharp corner of steel was embedded in the armor above their heads. At this time, they look like a group of Warcraft who just came back from hell.


    The knights of the review formed 15 square arrays according to the establishment of the front army. Due to the limitation of the field and roads, the knights cannot develop a large formation. On the road leading to the Sch?nbrunn training ground, every fifteen knights formed a row, and the row of knights went to the destination with the harsh screams of the girls. When the first team of knights entered the field, The commentator on the parade straightened his throat and shouted!


    "Look! The first to enter the field is the Bilham Front! The young guys in the Bilbao Front wear orange capes, carry black iron swords on their waists, carry stainless steel spears, and hold heavy shields. Yeah! This is the Bilham heavy cavalry division that made the Persians frightened! Please pay attention to the ladies in the stands! Please also be aware of the husband! The Bilbao boy is the best man to be entrusted to for life ... "


    "Look!" Another commentator opened his voice brightly, and the people in the stands also made a loud noise, so he wished to put his head in the big bronze cast speaker for amplification. !


    "Look at the audience! Bilbao''s kid let them go in the past! Now the warriors from the Albanian front are entering the field! They have no cloak, no epee, no spear, oh my **** They do n¡¯t even have shields! What are they doing? Do n¡¯t worry, ladies! Husbands do n¡¯t have to worry! This is the Albanian Construction Corps, the best engineers, architects, plasterers, carpenters, bricklayers, and wells in Narcissus. The workers and the shipbuilders are all here! Without them, we may still live in tents now! Husbands! Ladies! Do n¡¯t you want to spend a brilliant night with such a knight who is clever? "


    "If only tonight! The boy who deserves a lifetime finally appears!" The commentator who spoke first covered the voice of his colleague.


    "Look! Look! Beautiful ladies! Honorable husbands! This is the strongest warrior in the desert! The first division of the Rangers from the Buchwald Front! They are the most tenacious group of men in our Knights , Their vitality is like a cactus in the desert! Their fighting power is like a rattlesnake in the desert! Look at their hands holding heavy bows, and then look at the bulging muscles on their arms. Can I describe it again? Ladies! Husbands! How powerful should their hugs be! "


    "It''s really a ghost! What is this and what?" Oscar slumped in his seat. The most famous heroes of the Narcissus Knights came to the parade, but now it seems that they have been The two unknown commentators described it as a group of pitiful worms that no woman has ever seen!


    Oscar glanced around her princess, who was also inexplicable. He suddenly felt a little ashamed. What the **** is this **** soldier? This **** is a pimp conference!


    "Where are the two guys spitting at the crowd?" Oscar asked the second brother.


    "These two loud voices? They are from the military propaganda department. If it wasn''t for Lieutenant General Laura that he wouldn''t let go, I''m afraid I would have recruited them under my command!"


    Oscar showed an incredible expression! "What do you want them to do? Pimp your knight?"


    Feige dismissively glanced at his little brother, "What do you know? You haven''t seen the real battlefield. Do you know what volume tens of thousands of people will fight together in a flesh and blood? If I don''t have many loud voices under my hands, How do I convey instructions to the troops during the melee? "


    "Oh! Yeah! You seem to make sense!" Oscar nodded. "But are they going to sell the family''s glorious knights by such means?"


    "Otherwise?" Figo disdained even more! "Take the first division of the Rangers, do you know under what circumstances they fought? The vast desert is endless! Not to mention women, not even a female animal! They are warriors, but also Men, they have been fighting for the family for many years! Should n¡¯t the family form a warm family for them in the rear? A wife can give men not only physical and psychological care, but also give them a fight to the last moment in a hard environment. Faith and confidence! "


    Oscar still doesn''t want to give up! "But ... but there is no need to pull the husband in?"


    Figo is helpless! "My dearest little brother! Please! Please don''t expose your ignorance of family affairs so thoroughly in front of people! I tell you that in our Narcissus County, the number of women is double that of men! Besides the ladies in the stands, at least half of them are widows! "


    "So what do you mean ... this parade ... the display team fell second, and blind date ranked first?"


    Fei Ge gave his younger brother a look that you finally understood!


    "Oh my god! It really is!" Oscar moaned weakly. This is undoubtedly the biggest blind date event he has ever seen!


    "My little brother, stop calling! Oh my God, quick, quick! Get up! It''s my Tarson front!" The second child finally saw his knight appear and he pulled the younger brother early. Stood up.


    The knights urged the war horses to march towards the parade station neatly. They readjusted their formation when entering the arena. During the march, the knights ¡¯team became 25 people per column. When they passed the main stage, the swords were uniform. Ming overshadowed all the sounds in the field!


    "Salute to the commander!" The roar of the knights roared.


    "A tribute to the warriors of the Tarsen Front!" Duke Anlu led the generals on the parade to salute the knights.


    At this time, the voice of the commentator passed on again!


    "Ah! It''s the long-lost Tarsen Front! It''s the long-lost first-strike hybrid brigade! They used to drink horses in the Euphrates River in Persia, and they were under the city of Baghdadsia, the capital of Persia It ¡¯s too late! This time they returned to Anluha! Guess what! They are in big trouble! "


    "What''s the trouble?" The remaining parade-style commentator suddenly cooperated.


    "You won''t believe it! General Figo Anlu Debordi made a warrant! If his knight can''t win five championships in the next training competition, he will go to the military law department to be punished personally! Ladies! Husbands! Another ten whips! It was still on General Figo''s ass! "


    "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ..." There was a burst of deafening laughter among the crowd! At this time Figo Anlu Debordi had already put on a posture desperately trying to talk to the commentator, but he was pulled by his prince''s younger brother!


    "Who can prove this?" The commentator continued to fill in oil and vinegar without fear of death.


    I saw the commanders from several other fronts on the parade stand raised their hands, and they looked at Fego, who was about to go crazy, and smiled unintentionally.


    The scene is more lively! The Narcissus Knights'' training competition brings together the strongest players of all arms. Not to mention the five championships, even one championship is a **** one! It seems that this time it''s a profit. The husband and wife are madly coaxing and it''s such a happy thing to be able to see the hero''s butt!


    Feige''s mood can no longer be described as corrupt! The kid cursed in a low voice! "Meet the big ghost! This time it was really counted to death by these short-lived guys!"


    The second child looked at his father suspiciously, and the commentary was approved by the marshal!


    "I said father! Who wrote this commentary?"


    Duke Anlu glanced at his second son, who had not grown up, and he felt that the boy was not worthy of sympathy.


    "Travis! Who else can it be?" The Duke replied angrily.


    The second child''s face immediately fell, yes! Who else can it be? "I''ll **** know her!" Feige thought he should marry Travis early in the house. He didn''t know what the beautiful girl would do to him!


    After this episode, the military parade was still in full swing. The Thracian Front, the Sest Front, the Korlan Front, the Liszt Front, the McAllen Front, the Ribeiro Front, the Mistral Front, and Neruda The Frontier Army, Frontier Alubin, Frontier Resurr, Frontier Netagabo, and the 15th Frontier''s review troops entered the field successively. They stopped according to their respective positions after a week of detours.


    The last two teams to enter the venue were the City Guard from the Anlu Hara military authority and the student team from here to compete for the "season warfare" championship.


    When these children entered the field, both the audience in the stands and the knights lined up in the field, people cheered for these future successors of Anlu. The children rushed into the venue like heroes. They used the most standard The knights paid courtesy to the supreme commander on the parade.


    "Hey! Where are we going? Don''t you watch the game?" Oscar shook off the second brother''s hand.


    "Game? What the hell! Is it really there to wait for the whip? I''m not crazy!" Figo Anlu Debordi said angrily.


    "Yes! I know you aren''t crazy! But why are you pulling me?" Oscar was so vigilant about this second brother, he warned himself that he should never be fooled by this guy again.


    "Hey! You''ll know when you get there!" Figo sold a pass, but his little brother obviously didn''t plan to buy his account.


    "No! Tell me now, or don''t want me to go anywhere with you!"


    "Dear little Oscar, you are like a thief against your brother! Okay, okay! It ¡¯s okay to tell you, I ¡¯ll take you to the armory at home, there are many armor and weapons left by the martyrs, I ¡¯m going to choose the best pair for you! As a member of the Anlu family, you do n¡¯t even have a pair of armor. You ¡¯ve seen a ghost. If you pass it, you will be laughed at!


    "Really?" Oscar suddenly looked forward.


    "If you doubt me again, I''m angry!"


    "Oh, good brother! Don''t be angry, I solemnly apologize to you." Oscar stepped forward and grabbed the second brother''s shoulder. Although he found that his second brother was a complete bastard, he can''t deny that his mind is extremely delicate , And he was barely honest.


    "Yogurt¡­¡­"


    "Damn it!" "Oh my god!"


    The sudden sound surprised the two brothers walking on the road!


    "Youngest, I have warned you countless times! Don''t suddenly appear behind me, don''t you forget? Last time I almost killed you! Do you think that the assassination I experienced was not enough?" Fei Ge shouted. Roared, the third son''s behavior was his most taboo!


    "Dear brother! Are you following us?" Oscar asked Kukhdi, sweaty, with concern.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Oh my god! Here again! Cody, we don''t have yoghurt! What about your nanny? Where did the Glanz guy go?"


    When the third brother saw that the second brother could not give him what he wanted, he turned to his little brother.


    "Yogurt!"


    "Ah ... my brother! You really should go to Lieutenant Glanz!" Oscar was a little helpless.


    "No yogurt?" The youngest man was very disappointed.


    "No!" The second and fourth answered in unison.


    "Dirty!" The youngest looked at them contemptuously.


    "what?"


    Looking at the third youngster who never took care of their own self-discipline, the second and fourth sons of the Anlu family fell into extreme overwhelming. Who can tell them? What does the lack of yogurt have to do with obscenity?


    Today is the Army Building Day, except for the officers on duty in the base camp, there are only a few soldiers who clean up the sanitation. Oscar followed his second brother in the empty corridor. At that time, Figo finally pulled him to a stop in front of a huge fir tree gate.


    This tall wooden door leads directly to the roof of the palace. Oscar saw that the iron coat covering the wooden door was dotted with many rust marks. This gate seems to be years!


    Figo snapped the copper ring on the door. As Oscar waited impatiently, the dull roar finally sounded inside the gate.


    The sound of the falling of the door bolt echoed in the palace, the door opened, and unlike the hot midsummer, there was a cold, bitter wind in the door!


    "What are you doing?" An old man who seemed to have dried up looked at the two young men outside secretly.


    "Oh! Grandpa Roziat, don''t you remember me? I''m Feige, and you even hugged me when I was a kid! You see, my armor is still your choice for me." Feige is very flattering. Made a bow to the old man.


    "Small Figo ... I remember!" The old man''s turbid eyes flashed a ripple, "I have always regretted that I didn''t throw you to death when I held you!"


    "Haha ... Ha!" Figo knew the old man''s quirky personality very well. Although he was not angry, he still choked his eyes and squinted at the old man''s words.


    "Who is this dead fat man?" The old man turned his gaze to the little Oscar who had been staring at him.


    Feige smiled happily, "Hey, hey! Grandpa Roziat, this is your youngest nephew! He is about to reach adulthood, please help and see if there are weapons and armor suitable for him at home?"


    "I haven''t heard of it!" The old man looked at the teenager up and down. He didn''t think Anlu''s children would "exercise" this figure. "Where are you the wild boy?"


    Oscar suddenly became angry, and it did not matter to call him a dead fat man, because he really was, but it was too much to call him "Wild Boy"! The teenager clenched the handle of the scimitar.


    Figo realized that his brother''s emotions were moving closer to danger, and he quickly stepped forward to block the teenager, "Uh ... sorry! Grandpa Roziat, I didn''t make it clear just now, his name is Osne Anru. Seth, he ... "


    "Hey! Old guy!"


    Feige''s complexion changed, as did Old Roziat''s complexion! Figo turned his head and found that his younger brother had retreated three meters away, and he exuded a strong burst from his body, no! It is a very aggressive terror!


    "What are you going to do? Come here! Listen to your brother and apologize to Grandpa Roziat! What do you think you are doing?" Figo was really scared, this little guy would die! He regretted his mentality of watching the joke just now.


    "I said old guy! Can you still fight?" No one said Oscar. At this moment, he didn''t even hear what the second brother was calling. He was just trying to adjust his breathing and adjust his wrists. The focus on the handle.


    "What are you talking about?" Old Roziat smiled! Figo knew that things were really hard to handle.


    "I mean, if you can still play, please remember my name, my name is Osne-Anlu-Morset!"


    Figo opened his mouth wide, and he saw his brother draw a dazzling black light! God! How can the black light be dazzling? Figo hadn''t had time to think about it, and a fierce metal collision had punctured his eardrums.


    It is a machete! This is the only thing the old man recognized when the sword light was up. He had faced countless Persian warriors who used scimitars. These warriors fell under his sword without exception, but today! An exception appeared!


    Daoguang can also hurt people? The old man stared puzzledly at the cold light about to penetrate into the bone marrow. Lift up! Sword! Like countless battles before! No one can describe the speed of the old man''s sword. When a sword awakened the sleeping palace, the old man''s knight sword had resisted the dark light that swept through!


    "Damn it!" The old man exclaimed! There was no sense of focus on the sword. The knife light was just an illusion created by the dead fat man using the light and shadow in the palace. But what is the cold breath contained in it? The old man had no time to think at this time, his knight sword resisted a void, so clever tactics! Good time difference! Just as the strength on the old man''s sword was about to dissipate, the fat man''s scimitar finally slashed with thunder.


    The swords slammed together in one place, to be exact! It was a scimitar full of strong power, which struck a long sword that dissipated with strength. It is conceivable that the old man swallowed the urge to vomit blood, and his knight sword finally came into contact with the scimitar The moment changed the angle a little bit, a little is enough!


    The change in the angle of the long sword prevented the death of the sword. The old Roziat was really angry. He had awakened from the blow just now. This dead fat man really wanted his life.


    The old man turned the angle of the long sword calmly, and the long sword swept rapidly along the characteristic arc on the blade of the scimitar. The sparks produced by the two high-speed frictions of the two soldiers are like flashing lights in the dark night!


    The tip of the knight''s sword shone with dazzling glare, was it a chest or a throat? Oscar can''t see where the long sword is going!


    Abandon the knife! This is the only option for teenagers! Oscar''s wrist shook ingeniously, and he gave up the weapon on which he decided to win or lose, but the old man was also stunned by the sharp jump in front of him!


    Oscar''s strength made the scimitar spin on the sword of the knight''s sword, and the scimitar circled the old Roziat''s chest and abdomen! The old man shrank violently, and his response was still first-rate! Although the black blade of the machete confuses his eyes to a considerable extent, the years of combat literacy have allowed the old man to escape this incredible blow! The knight sword''s offensive collapsed with the sudden blow of the teenager. The old man was frightened for the first time in the game. The dead fat man didn''t seem to intend to let him go.


    The teenager turned around, and he turned his body up at the moment of discarding the knife. He avoided the long sword and even passed the old man who humiliated him. The teenager stretched his hand behind him without any ingenuity, and the handle of the scimitar was held in his hand again, everything was in his calculations.


    The old man watched the young man once again grasp the horrible weapon, and before his eyes a black blade of light rose again! The knight''s sword was hurried, and the scimitar was like a meteor.


    The teenager sighed softly, and the scimitar fell into the sheath.


    A blade fell on the floor of the palace, and after a few rounds of sound, the crisp sound fell back to silence. The old man will follow his long sword for many years, hehe! The old man broke, and the fracture was smooth like a newborn baby!


    Looking at the body, the armor that has followed me for many years is also finished. From the right shoulder to the left abdomen, this pair of stainless steel armor with silver inlaid is divided into two halves! Roziat took a deep breath, fortunately! He did not suffer any harm. The result of the scimitar was only to cut off his long sword and armor. The old man turned his attention to the young scimitar.


    "Can you show me your knife?"


    "You admit that I am a member of the Anlu family?" Oscar stared at the old man''s eyes.


    "Yes!"


    He handed the machete into the old man''s hand.


    The old man was defeated, but he refused. "But I wo n¡¯t apologize to you, because all I said is facts. Anlu ¡¯s children do n¡¯t have your size, so you are a fat man; you take the initiative to wave a knife to an old man who has stepped into the coffin, so you It''s an impolite boy! "


    Oscar is about to attack, the old man has closed the wooden door tightly!


    "Hey! Old fellow! What are you doing? Can''t you play? Hey!" Oscar kicked the heavy wooden door.


    "That''s enough! Enough! God! You still want to scare me to death?" Feige covered her ears hurt by sound waves. How could he be so unlucky? The two who started the war were not injured, and only he bleeds! what is this?


    "Second brother, are you okay? Your ears are bleeding!" Oscar asked his brother with concern.


    "You forget it! Oscar, do you know what you were like?"


    "What does it look like?"


    "Like a mentally ill patient who has been strongly stimulated! I beg you, can you tell me the next time you dial the knife?"


    "I have notified you!" Oscar felt innocent.


    "When?" Figo glared.


    "I put my hand on the handle of the knife! Don''t you know what this means?"


    "Oh my god! Does putting a hand on the handle of the knife mean pulling the knife?"


    "Of course, what else could it represent?"


    "Intimidation! I thought you just wanted to intimidate the old guy!"


    "Second brother, you are kidding! I have never threatened anyone."


    "I do not believe!"


    "I swear! All the people who need me to intimidate have gone to hell!"


    "..."


    The door opened! The old man appeared again, Oscar wanted to hold the old man''s neck collar, but the old man smashed the dead fat man''s hand with a machete.


    The teenager didn''t think about revenge anymore, he was attracted by the scabbard in front of him! That ¡¯s right, this is his scimitar. The cloth on the scimitar handle was wrapped by himself, but why did the feeling change, if the former scimitar was a ferocious beast, then the current scimitar is a Black dragon overlooking the world!


    It''s a scabbard! Oscar finally found out what was different! The old man replaced his scimitar with a pure black scabbard. No, this is not a normal scabbard. Oscar rubbed his eyes, he finally saw, this black scabbard was inlaid with countless diamond-shaped black diamonds! So many black diamonds! God! They are like dragon scales flowing with ink light. The scabbard and scimitar fit perfectly together, and the teenager suddenly realized that they should be a pair!


    Oscar looked at the old man in doubt.


    "I really didn''t expect to see this knife in my lifetime! Boy, do you know the name and origin of this knife?"


    Oscar shook his head, so shocked! A machete that changed his character ~ www.novelhall.com ~ a scabbard studded with rare diamonds.


    "The Persians called it the" Dragon Scale ". Over 400 years ago, the Persian emperor Muhammad Caliph waved it and led the 100,000 army to ravage the Titan.


    Oscar knew that his mouth must be wide open. This knife was just a gadget that he bought from a dark auction on a whim. The teenager immediately thought that General Osaka saw it for the first time. The quirky expression of the knife.


    "All this is the arrangement of the light god! Hahahahaha!" The old man suddenly laughed indulgently.


    "Do you know the child? Muhammad Caliph lost this knife when he was defeated. When he was dying, he predicted that this knife would create a new era for Persia, and it would also make Persis fall. The abyss that has never been looted! Hahahahaha! Now this knife actually appears in the hands of an Anlu child! Guess which of the two prophecies will come first? Hahahahahaha! God of Light! Anlu has been waiting for this day for too long Long time! "


    "Hahahahahaha ..." The old man''s laughter echoed in Schonbrunn Palace!


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 v37 Chapter 2：

    esult! Oscar still didn''t get the armor he wanted, and the old man who guarded the family arsenal smothered the past with a reason that could make the boy vomit blood.


    The old man said, "Boy, go home and look in the mirror, just your figure ... let''s be clear! I don''t have armor that you can wear. The ancestors'' faces are almost lost by you! I''m so sorry for my armor? "


    Oscar wanted to express his anger by action, but Figo learned well this time, and he put the younger brother on the spot.


    But in the end there was still a turning point. The old man promised that he would modify a pair for the teenager. Oscar was embarrassed to care about anything with the old man, because his body was really not suitable for wearing armor.


    In general, the trip to the arsenal was earned by a teenager. He got a legendary weapon, the scimitar used by the emperor who conquered the world in the Persian Empire! The boy was very satisfied with the machete! Especially its name-Counter Dragon Scale! How beautiful! The boy shivered with excitement at the thought of the name.


    The arsenal trip also made the teenager understand another thing, that is his second brother, his second brother is definitely a downright hypocrite! This guy won''t let go of any chance of being cheap. Oscar always thought that the second brother kindly chose armor for him. What happened? Ha ha! The old ghost guarding the arsenal asked Figo to show the seal of the Duke. It turned out that it was all arranged by his father. Without the seal of the Duke, no Anlu member could take out weapons from the arsenal, even a nail.


    This **** Figo so shamelessly convinced himself that all this was arranged by him! Oscar thought bitterly.


    "Second Brother! Is your skin always so thick?"


    "No! Just now, I did feel very embarrassed for a while."


    "Second brother! Now?"


    "My little Oscar! My dearest little brother! Has it all passed?"


    "..."


    When the two brothers returned to the playing field, the contest between the knights had entered the final stage! Figo carefully avoided glances against him, but unfortunately, he was discovered by Miss Travis who had been looking for him for a long time as soon as he went to the parade.


    Travis stopped General Figo''s way, and Oscar retreated aside. He began to look at the possible future sister-in-law.


    Travis is a typical narcissus girl, but to be more precise, this lady should be a typical narcissus female officer. She is wearing a spotless lieutenant colonel''s military uniform, and her perfect face looks pale under the sun. Unlike the girls in other places, the face of this narcissus girl has a clear face and a sharp angle, giving the impression of perseverance and determination. She also had short, light brown hair and had a sharp pony tail behind her head.


    Oscar did n¡¯t care about his 2nd brother and his rose again. He greeted his father and showed his new weapon to the narcissus commander. Indeed, his original machete no longer exists, and now he has " Counter Dragon Scale "! What does "Reverse Dragon Scale" mean?


    The meaning of "Reverse Dragon Scale" has become very clear when Duke Anlu took over the young son''s scimitar! The marshal who had experienced countless winds and waves moved with horror. He twitched every detail of the scimitar with his trembling hands. The Marshal knew that prediction, he just didn''t believe that there would be such a thing in the world. But at this moment this legendary magic soldier appeared in front of him. Is this really the arrangement of the **** of light?


    No one paid attention to the fierce confrontation on the field, the daffodil generals were all around. They recognized the scabbard, and the Persian murals had an intuitive record. Narcissus officers are no stranger to the name "Reverse Dragon Scale", which is synonymous with the demon who has killed countless Titan soldiers and civilians!


    "Everyone is quiet!" The Duke loudly calmed the officers, "Go back to your place and pretend to be casual, don''t let the interested people see it!"


    The officers were awakened, but in public, they should never discuss anything about this scimitar at this time.


    The Duke turned to his little son. "You, you! You are really in trouble! How can I be assured! Remember Oscar, even today, in the future! I mean later! Don''t show this machete in front of anyone in the future!"


    Oscar is a little puzzled, but he hasn''t played enough with this pulling weapon? "why?"


    "Why?" The Duke made an incredible expression. "You even asked me why? God! You are not holding ordinary weapons, but the **** of death! Do you understand the **** of death? The Persians have been looking for this knife for 400 years. If they knew this knife The knife appeared in Anluha! Haha, that''s great fun! They will pour into the whole country to rob here. Believe my child, that kind of offensive cannot be resisted by our knight! "


    "But we have 400,000 well-trained warriors!" Oscar watched his father receive "Reverse Dragon Scale" in his arms!


    "Yes! That''s right! It''s the number of people!" The Duke''s eyes were bright. "Do you know the total strength that the Persian Empire can mobilize?"


    The teenager shook his head.


    "If you don''t count the 14- to 16-year-olds, they have an army of 3 million people!"


    "Then how do we stick to the present?"


    "Because it is always a small group of Persians who attack us!"


    The teenager was dumb, and no one ever told him that the Persian Empire was so powerful.


    "Then ... then forget it! I don''t want to carry Death on my body, so I might as well return it directly to the Persians and let them fight."


    The Duke''s eyes suddenly light up! This is definitely a good idea worth taking advantage of! Yes! Why not? Why not return the hot potato to the enemy?


    "When did you learn the same as your second brother?"


    "Hey! Just now." Oscar laughed, and he was not angry that his weapon was confiscated by his father.


    "The last game of the big competition in the martial arts competition is about to begin!" The cry of the commentator rang again throughout the audience. The crowd cheered enthusiastically. "In the previous game, we were an eye-opener! The warriors from all quarters gave full play to their advantages, and we saw countless thrilling matchups!"


    "Yes!" Another commentator echoed. "After a fierce competition, we have seen nine champions on the field! They are: Captain Leighton who won two championships, archery and archery! The pride of the Rangers! He is from the Buchwald front; And Sergeant Fulari from the front of the Tarsen Army, this guy won the equestrian championship, "


    The commentator who spoke first took the words of his colleagues. "There is also shooting champion Sergeant Cyr. He broke the historical record of the project! God! He is also the first time to participate in the big contest! He is also from the Tassen side."


    "The next thing is actually a warrior from the front of the Tarson, Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury. There is no doubt that no one can beat the spear in the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury immediately! Cheer for him! The Tatson Front won six consecutive lances. "


    "The next step is Lieutenant Silania, the champion of the equestrian event, ha ha! The boys are disappointed. Lieutenant Celania will be the bride at the collective wedding after the game. For the safety of the groom, we will not announce this Lucky young man''s name. Almost forgot to say! Lieutenant Sylanya is from the highest military authority in Anruha! "


    "There is also Colonel Roland, who easily won the championship medal in the fencing project. He is from the McCarran front."


    "There''s also Lieutenant Colonel Rabory, who won the Epee championship for Netagarbo."


    "Then there are two more collective matches! The Tarsen Front again, they won the five-man battle group match! There is also a fifty-man battle squad match! There is no doubt! The winner is the Bilbao Front. Young guys in heavy cavalry divisions! "


    The endless cheers and spectators finally came to an end, they quieted down, because the next game is the most exciting event in the whole competition!


    "So it means that in the previous game, the Tarsen Front has won four of them." The commentator asked his colleagues.


    "Yes, yes! The competition has entered the final stage. Can the Warriors of Tarson complete the ferocious words of General Figo? Can we see General Fergo''s fleshy **** as expected?"


    "Yes! The key is in this last event! The most nervous! The most exciting! The bloodiest free fight!"


    "The champion of free fight will be produced between Major Lulian from the Tarson Front and Lieutenant Colonel Sahel from the Neruda Front!"


    "Look at everyone!" The commentator suddenly exclaimed! "Major Lulian, the frontier of the Tarson Army, can''t wait! He took the lead on the field ..."


    "Oh wrong!" Another commentator saw the problem! "That''s not Major Lurian! God! That''s the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army! Oh my god! That''s Lieutenant General Figo! What is he doing there?"


    That''s right! The man proudly standing in the middle of the field was Figo Anlu Debordi. He was naked on the upper body, revealing a gully scar, and he also carried a knight sword in his hand.


    The people in the stands did not know what happened, but they had a hunch that a good show would be staged! They knew that Lieutenant General Fego was accompanied by laughter and laughter every time he appeared.


    Figo made a silent gesture to the crowd, and the ladies quickly closed their mouths! They saw the narcissus hero walking towards the parade.


    Figo knelt on one knee on the ground in front of the parade, and people began to whisper. What is this general doing?


    "Travis!" Figo Anlu Debordi kneeling on the floor shouted loudly! "My glory! My favorite! The perfect daffodil in my heart! Where are you?"


    Where people do n¡¯t understand! Travis was the marshal''s beautiful and secretive secretary, and General Figo made a proposal proposal! For a time, the entire stadium was boiling! People screamed the names of Travis and Figo.


    Duke Anlu smiled, Mrs. Bell was fidgeting with excitement, and Travis, the protagonist, stood up unwillingly.


    After a long cheer, the crowd was quiet again, and people were waiting for the lady''s answer.


    "Rogue! What are you doing?" Travis'' voice was not very loud, but the people who heard it laughed.


    "Dear Travis, if you feel that my love for you still cannot stand the test, then please use this game as the test standard, I will play on behalf of my front army, if I lose! Please you marry me!"


    People held their breath.


    Travis didn''t want to quarrel with this rogue at this time, but she found that she couldn''t control her anger anyway!


    "You scoundrel! What are you talking about? What do you mean you will marry you if you lose? Then what am I? Consolation prize?"


    People laughed again, but this time they all heard it clearly, and the laughter rang through the training ground.


    "No!" Feige burst out loudly! The crowd is quiet!


    "No! Travis! You don''t understand what I mean, I mean if I lose, you can consider whether to marry me. But if I win! You must marry me! We want to be Take the oath in the temple of the light god, never leave! "


    The cheers of the people reached the warmest height, and the deafening roar seemed to shake the foundation of the large training ground.


    "Then let''s start!" Feige shouted, and he calculated the time for speaking. At this time, Travis did not need to answer at all. He must do this matter. If he wins, By the way, Travis said it wouldn''t work either! This insidious kid has long been calculated, he is full of confidence in victory!


    "Neruda frontier warrior! Please come on! Let''s finish this game!" Fei Ge challenged confidently. He looked at the entrance on the other side of the field, but he saw a person coming from there that he could never have imagined.


    "Little Oscar? God! Are you in the wrong place?" Figo''s face fell.


    Oscar walked towards his brother in the whispers of the audience, "Brother! The person who represents the Neruda frontier is me!"


    Figo peeked at Duke Anlu with a smirk, shit! He was counted again! This little brother is not the little guy who was beaten and will cry! Figo thought of the dreadful attack of this little guy on Grandpa Roziat. Fei Ge calmed down, he knew that things suddenly became tricky, and it was definitely not easy to win this little guy!


    "Hey! You are against the rules of the game. I am the commander-in-chief of the Tassen Front. I have the right to play on behalf of my knight. But what about you? What are your qualifications to represent the Neruda Front?"


    Oscar had long known that he would say this, "Brother, do you forget? The Red Tiger Charge Division of the Neruda Front Army is my direct division, do you say that I am qualified to represent Neruda?"


    "Sure enough! Sure enough, they counted it!" Fei Ge shouted in his heart, but this did not prevent him from winning the final victory! Figo didn''t say a word, and the enemy standing before him at this time was nothing to say!


    People saw General Figo''s long sword erected in front of his chest. This is the declaration of war!


    People look at that young master again! The boos suddenly rang, and soon they all rang together! How can the men of the Anlu family use the Persian weapons? People vent their dissatisfaction, even if the man holding the scimitar is the little son of the Anlu family? Doesn''t he know how many narcissus lives were taken by the scimitar?


    At the entrance, Major General Murat, the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry, covered his face with his hand, he knew! That little guy''s weapon will definitely be spurned by people.


    Oscar ignored those angry viewers. He pointed the blade of his scimitar towards his opponent, raised his chest flat, and then gently probed forward! The audience booed even louder, people shouted unscrupulously, and the little son of the Anlu family even used the evil pagan etiquette.


    Major General Murat squatted on the field painfully! Finished! He and the division are all finished! Is there any future for following this unknown young man?


    A referee stood in the middle of the two Anlu sons. He looked at the weapons of the two. The knight sword and the machete were not edged, which was completely in line with the rules of the game. The referee made a gesture, the people were completely quiet, and free kicks had begun!


    Oscar picked a very ordinary machete, and his "reverse dragon scale" has been confiscated. At this time, he is carefully groping the weight and radian of this new weapon, these are the keys to winning .


    The free fight was once interrupted because it was too fierce! The knights participating in the competition often appear to be in danger of life. Although the weapons are not edged, the result of being hit is usually a broken bone.


    In order to train the knights ¡¯fights, Dortmund restarted the event. Although injuries are still common, several paladins supervised outside the field can guarantee to intervene in the game at critical moments. Danger.


    Oscar ¡¯s opponent is his brother. Both of them did not actively attack each other. They moved slowly along the circle in the field.


    Figo didn''t want to attack, but he didn''t dare to stop moving, because as long as there was a momentary pause, the little guy''s scimitar would immediately fall on his head.


    Oscar is finally impatient! He accelerated quickly! The body flew towards Fego in an arc. Figo''s sword moved, almost subconsciously, and the long sword greeted Oscar''s rushing body!


    The roar of the sword-fighting was accompanied by the exclamation of the audience! The two brothers passed by.


    Feige glanced at the parade, he saw Travis covering his lips nervously, and she was obviously afraid of screaming.


    "Opportunity!" Oscar''s scimitar was attacked from where Fego could not see, and the teenager did not believe that his second brother would be distracted at this time!


    The sword touched again, and in the scream of the audience, Feige''s hand trembling, but he successfully pulled the machete away.


    Oscar found a problem, that no matter how his scimitar changes, his second brother can always find the point that has not changed. At this point where the strength has not changed, the long sword disappeared invisible.


    "It won''t work like this!" Oscar took it seriously. He used to be able to marry a beautiful woman, but now he has forgotten the meaning of the game. The teenager was angry and he just wanted to win.


    The two people in the game started to circle again, and they stared at the murder weapon in each other''s hands.


    Oscar was still the first to attack, and Feige met with a sword, but he immediately discovered that his brother''s scimitar was gone! Figo did not know whether he should be happy or not, and his knightly sword followed the perfect plan to the opponent''s abdomen.


    Daoguang suddenly jumped on his head! Figo sighed in his heart, and he knew it was not so easy to win. Oscar''s scimitar will definitely reach the goal one step ahead of the knight''s sword. Figo gives up his offensive. The price of the move in the middle is that the scimitar will fly away from the sky.


    The voices of people are louder, they are complaining, complaining about this extremely serious game, because in their view, the movements of the two contestants are scattered, far less intense than imagined.


    Oscar is really not serious, it is not a fight between life and death, he simply can''t accumulate enough murderous energy and strength, he always slows down so half a shot at a critical moment. Just like before, he received the machete behind his back, and adjusted his wrist and arm to the best angle. If it was usual, the next blow in the sky would split the opponent in half, but Oscar swept the knife slowly. Many, so Figo successfully escaped!


    "This is how the two ground ruffians are using a fruit knife to draw each other!" Travis has lost sight of it! She told the Duke Anlu of the side that she was upset.


    "Daughter-in-law! Be patient!" The Duke took advantage of Travis. "Figo is a slow player, and the little guy is definitely very difficult to deal with."


    Sure enough, Figo gradually became hot! One sword, two swords, three swords ... When he slammed the seven swords at the younger brother, Oscar Jr. finally revealed his flaws. People cheered unforgettablely!


    Oscar knew that the second brother began to play rogue character, the teenager''s body is not high, the arm is not long, the second child has the advantage of the body to take a tactic of one-click and go, although the funnel takes a lot of physical energy, Oscar has fallen into absolute Passive. The second brother''s knight sword can easily pierce any part of him, but his scimitar can''t touch his body at all, because the second brother is always outside his attack trajectory.


    The boy continued to block the Seven Swords, and he felt a little too hard. The strength from the swords was heavier each time.


    Figo saw the gap in Oscar''s defense, it was a very rare gap! The speed of the knight sword was raised to the highest, and the long sword seemed to be dragging a bright sun in Mercedes.


    Oscar stared closely at the direction of the long sword, he made a mistake! Although this flaw is designed, he needs a dagger to complete the defeated attack. He does not have a dagger now, and the ending with a machete must be injured!


    The juvenile swiftly turned around. This was not when he hesitated. The scimitar greeted the long sword from an incredible angle. The juvenile stabilized his pace. He was ready to resist the collision.


    Figo was really a cunning guy. The long sword didn''t hit the scimitar as expected. Figo just walked away with a light touch. The sword flower with his wrist shaking confuses the teenager''s eyes. When there is no expected strength, the prepared teenager feels very uncomfortable! He wanted to curse people, because this was entirely his strategy against old Roziat just now.


    Jianguang and his body, Oscar retreated awkwardly, and Feige apparently did not intend to let him go. The elder brother threw six swords to his little brother in a thunderous manner. Oscar could not feel the consciousness in his hand!


    The last sword! Fei Ge Ge exhausted all his strength, but he soon found something wrong! His younger brother did not choose to block, but ran into his arms with a machete. Close the sword! Fight! Feige''s movements were extremely rapid, his brother did not take advantage of any, and the scimitar and the long sword collided together in a huge roar.


    This is the moment to fight hard! Oscar pressed his elbow against the back of the knife, and he pressed the knight sword a little bit. When Feige had nothing to do, he suddenly saw a sly light flash in the eyes of his little brother.


    Figo was pushed out by the machete, but no one noticed that there was one more thing in the hands of the prospective groom.


    "It''s over!" Oscar issued the final challenge.


    "Yes! It''s over!" Figo laid the knight''s sword across his chest.


    The cheers of the people suddenly became fierce, and they knew they were about to win!


    Oscar rushed up, and his scimitar was placed on the left side of the body.


    Figo remained motionless, his long sword lying on his chest.


    Oscar cleaved the strongest knife, the knife was gleaming, and the blade was filled with horror. Figo also moved! His body was turned aside, but the knight''s sword struck the point where the greatest strength was attached to the knife.


    Oscar''s knife only swayed halfway, because the long sword''s accurate shot was interrupted in the blade body, and the blade body was raised, but Oscar did not stop himself from pushing forward. Fei Ge had no time to collect the sword. Zoom in gradually in front of your eyes.


    Severe pain! Figo knew that his ugly face was over! But this is not counted! The scimitar that followed one another was sturdily chopped on the chest. Figo almost broke his teeth to stop himself from screaming, but the strength contained in the machete flew him out!


    Figo fell to the ground silently!


    "No!" A cry of dismay woke the stunned crowd! They saw a beautiful figure rushing from the parade!


    Travis did not expect this to be the case! Her Figo lost, and was knocked to the ground!


    The lady rushed into the game, she fell to Feige, when she lifted the rogue, she was stunned by the red blood she saw!


    The crowd exclaimed again! Even the generals on the parade stand stood up in surprise, but they all knew that Figo must have been fierce! Weapons without blades are also extremely scary. If such weapons cause skin damage to the opponent ¡¯s deadly parts, most of the wounded will die.


    "No!" "No!" "It shouldn''t be like this!" Travis groaned unconsciously, and she finally understood why she couldn''t accept this fact! Because for a long time, in her mind, her Fego never lost!


    "Travis!" Fei Ge opened his eyes, and he was very relieved. At this time, the scars on his face also stretched out, mixed with sweat all over his head. Charm.


    It''s a very weak charm! The tears of Travis dripped violently on Fego ¡¯s chest, which was covered with blood, and the bruises were covered with mud on the ground.


    The lady didn''t want to be strong anymore, all the gestures and persistence disappeared as the man fell. She wanted to bandage Fego''s wound, but Feige clenched her hand tightly.


    "Travis! I''m defeated! But I''m very happy. I know you love me as much as I love you!"


    "Yes! Figo yes! I love you! But I beg you! Don''t talk! You are bleeding!"


    "You finally admitted! Will you marry me?"


    "Yes! Yes! But my husband should not be a short-lived ghost! Please, please! Stop talking and let me bandage you."


    "So you agreed to my proposal!"


    Travis was an extremely smart girl. She felt a little alert. This guy shouldn''t have said so much, but she agreed, and she didn''t need to be worried at this time.


    really! Figo climbed awkwardly, and a rogue smile spread across his face. This guy ignored Travis''s ugly face.


    "Haha! This is all right, dear Travis, you say, which church are you going to have a wedding in? I listen to you all!"


    People have reacted! Although General Figo''s method of seeking a lover was very indecent, they still gave the pair a blessing without hesitation. Cheers, flowers, even the knights in the arena rang their shields!


    Travis still hit the bill! The price is her lifelong happiness, but she sees the indescribable joy on her lover''s face, and it seems to be a lucky thing to marry this guy!


    "Kiss her!" "Kiss her" "Kiss her!"


    "Travis!" Fei Ge made a helpless expression, "My favorite, you look at the passionate people, should we do something?"


    Travis blushed, and his actions were shameful enough! He can no longer promise to say anything now.


    Figo stepped forward to hug Travis. The lady wanted to struggle, but for the first time she knew that Fego''s arms were so powerful and so irresistible.


    For the first time, His Royal Highness Prince Ossier Anlu Moreset realized that he was not the protagonist. He stood next to two lovers hugging each other and bathed quietly in the flying petals. He thought that love should be a very beautiful thing, but he never seemed to have experienced it deeply. At this point, he decided to review himself from now on.


    Duke Anlu took the lead in applauding. Although his son''s proposal of conspiracy made him feel ashamed, as the father of the child, he finally waited until the boy''s marriage. The marshal always thought that his second son would make trouble for him forever, but at least his marriage still made him a very, very satisfied father.


    The third son of the Anlu family ran into the game, when his brother and his sister-in-law were separated, Figo opened his arms, and he embraced his third brother who came to catch up.


    "Dear Cody! Say it! I promise you no matter how much yogurt you want this time!"


    Kukotzy looked at his brother suspiciously. He didn''t come to get yogurt. The silly big man broke free from his brother''s arms, and he pointed to a hill in the east.


    "war!"


    "Beacon?" Everyone looked in that direction! That''s right! It''s beacon! Beacon from the East! The **** Persians once again messed up Anlu''s Army Day.


    "Don''t panic, everyone!" Duke Anlu said loudly. His attention has always been on his son, and he hasn''t really seen the flames in the distant beacon tower.


    "Don''t worry, everyone! It''s just an attack. Now the people will leave the field first, and then all the combat units participating in the Army Building Festival in Anluha will rush back to their front army as quickly as possible."


    Without the Duke''s continued command, everyone was in action. The commanders of the front army left the venue first, and then the crowd watching the game. They had evacuated from the training ground in an orderly manner, just like they had practiced countless times. People don''t seem to have taken the combat warnings from afar into their hearts, they are still excited about the drama-like proposal of marriage.


    Figo took his prospective bride to the parade, and the sudden attack by the Persians seemed to make him angry.


    "Father! Am I going to say goodbye to my wife now?"


    "Who is your wife?" Travis has returned to his nature at this time. But she soon discovered that everyone was looking at her with a smile, her face was red again. Although she still didn''t want to admit it, everyone already regarded her as the new daughter-in-law of the Anlu family.


    "Travis, this is not the time to fight for this!" Figo turned to his father. "Is it my father? Will the lonely Persians not let us have a smooth holiday! What arrangements do you have? "


    Duke Anlu pulled Travis. "She is still my confidential secretary. Of course you have to rush back to your front. However, the enemy situation is unclear. I won''t make a decision until I have the exact information."


    "Travis," the Duke continued to command, "draw up a briefing and tell all the army that if they do not find the enemy in their defense zone, then the various celebrations of the Army Day can proceed as usual, of course, let them Keep a high degree of vigilance. Also, all officers cancel the holidays, the base camp enters the wartime state, notify the military command, and let them block all traffic to Anluhala at the fastest speed, and do not let Perse that may penetrate the border. People have a chance. "


    "Oscar!" The Duke finally called for the younger son.


    The little prince with a dull face greeted him, and the entire Narcissus County seemed to be the only one who still didn''t know what was going on.


    "Father, do you call me?"


    "Yes! Your task is to stay at home! Be optimistic about your third brother, UU reading to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness."


    "Is there anything else?" Oscar looked forward.


    "No! It''s gone! Remember what I said, without my order, don''t go anywhere."


    Oscarn agreed. He watched the Duke leave the field under the guard of a number of officers, and even his second brother and new sister-in-law left the scene. There were few people left in the whole training ground after a jump of chickens and dogs. The teenager looked around Fortunately, fortunately, Her Royal Highness is still there, and his third brother is not running around. People seem to be waiting for him to make his decision.


    "Uh ... since ... then ... let''s go home!"


    In the end, Oscar went home with Her Royal Princess, who was always so dull. The huge training ground was empty, just like the opera house that had just left.


    Anruha ¡¯s celebration of the Army ¡¯s Day ended again without any problems, and the Persians would always pick the time. On the hills in the east, the beacon is burning alone. It tells the people of Narcissus County that their enemy, fierce and tenacious, the Persians who used the aggression as a ration to rush into their homes again, a war broke out soon!

 v37 Chapter 3：

    As long as you raised your head, you could see the flames ignited in the distance outside the city of Anluhala, the prince, the princess, and several super-destructors from Dormerga, walking around and looking around, but they soon disappointed There were no pedestrians on the road, and there were only occasional two or three knights who drove the war horses crazy.


    "Where did everyone go?" The King of Crimes looked around with vigilance.


    "I don''t know, they should all go home!" Her Royal Highness answered this question, which was also of great concern to her. For the princess who came from afar, Anlu had too many things that she could not understand.


    "Yes, Your Highness! People have gone home, every time the beacon ignites, and the military will prohibit anyone from moving in the narcissus without notification of the exact enemy situation." The princess gave the affirmative answer to the narcissus knight Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the regiment Tassen.


    "Oh my god! How do people live? I mean those peasants ... ah ... in short, those who have to go out to make a living." The princess''s eyes widened.


    "I don''t know very well, this kind of thing is under the jurisdiction of the military. Your Royal Highness, you should believe me, what you just said is not a very serious problem." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said with a smile.


    "So what is the serious problem?" Her Royal Highness was not stubborn.


    "When the Persians appear at your doorstep, that is the most serious problem."


    The princess made a disapproving expression, "Aren''t the Persians always at the door of Anlu''s house?"


    Stapley nodded, but he didn''t answer.


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, I haven''t congratulated you on winning the lance competition!" Oscar smiled slightly at the officer under the second brother. He felt that the topic initiated by the princess should be over.


    "Thank you, Your Highness, I was just lucky."


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury! Even if you''re modest, you have to have a limit. Isn''t the six consecutive results a fluke?" Major General Murat, who has been following him, was not happy, and this Stadbury defeated him. Only one of the knights won the championship.


    "Hey, hey! Major Murat, you can''t say that. The game is a match of luck and strength. My strength is comparable to that of Major Lallah under you, but I have taken more luck."


    Murat grinned a little, and even though Stei Berry was very face-saving, this kid shouldn''t mention the word luck! Damn it! Murat felt that he had been in bad luck since he met the little prince. Maybe he had offended the **** of light before, and now his situation should be punished by the god.


    "General Murat, is your knight okay?" Oscar saw a miserable look at Murat.


    "Thank you for your blessings, but you should change your name. You should call those soldiers" My Knight "" Murat said to the prince with some anger. "They are all yours, even me."


    Oscar knew that the major-general had some vulgar words about himself, but he didn''t care, they were still together for a long time!


    "Then Lieutenant Colonel Stebery! Tell me, why is General Figo, my second brother, why did he let you follow me?" Oscar turned to another topic.


    "Sorry, I don''t know why General Figo arranged this. I just executed the order, but I believe that General Fergo must have his reason to do so, because he never issued a command without purpose."


    "So you are very confident in my second brother?" Oscar dare not have most confidence in the second son, that guy is too cunning!


    "Your Highness, I have great confidence in the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberg said even his expression became solemn when he talked about Fego.


    "Of course you are confident!" Murat said angrily. "Good soldiers are willing to follow the general who can win the battle!"


    Oscar shrugged his shoulders, and he knew that Murat was still complaining.


    The prince and his party are about to reach the official residence of the Anlu family. This small fortress is located on the edge of the forest alone, and the battle flag has been raised on the enemy tower of the fortress. The gate is still open, but vaguely able to see many guards.


    Oscar is a little reluctant. The family members are probably running for the war. It seems that only he and the third son are hanging out. The third son is justified, but can''t he really help with anything?


    "Oscar! Brother" heard Sasha''s shouting from afar. The little girl seemed to have been waiting at the door of the house. As soon as she saw the prince and her party, she urged her little mare to run over.


    "What''s wrong? Has something happened at home?" This was Oscar''s only understanding after seeing his sister.


    "Yes! Wedding! Brother''s wedding!"


    Oscar dumbfounded! Is this second child too anxious!


    We know that the An Ling''s Ying Ling Hall is actually a small church. Figo Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Anlu family and commander of the Tassen Front of the Narcissus Knights, today, July 29, 791, like most of the Narcissus knights, is building the army On the day of the festival, he is going to have a wedding with his lover.


    The arrangement in the chapel is very simple, with two rows of seats, a divine platform, an icon of the **** of light Sapurius, and a red carpet specially prepared for the wedding.


    "That is to say ..." Oscar stood at the entrance of the Hall of Heroes. "Our bridegroom has appointed a priest, a witness, a relative, a best man, a bride, he is alone. Did not count yourself! Right? "


    Travis''s black military uniform is covered with a white wedding dress. Although she doesn''t care about this strange dress in black and white, she at least knows that she is definitely the most sloppy one in the marriage history of the Anlu family. bride.


    "No Highness! Oh right ..." Travis blinked. "Can I call you Oscar the Little? You know, if there is no accident, I will be your second sister-in-law in the future."


    "Of course, dear sister-in-law, you should never call me a prince or a name like His Royal Highness."


    "So, can we leave that late guy first, I wonder, why did the big **** of Figo bleed blood on the field?"


    "Ah ... it''s like that, it''s chicken blood, I put it in the skin in advance, but dear sister-in-law, with your wisdom, you should clearly know that all this is arranged by the late guy." Oscar touched After touching his nose, obviously, this little guy was embarrassed again. However, he knew that if he wanted to tie his second brother in the future, it is absolutely necessary to please this sister-in-law now.


    "However, I don''t think it''s a big deal. Figo will use eternal love to repay everything he did to you today. Although he is a bit lame, a little nasty, a little shameless. But these are nothing, you should believe I, I should believe my brother, he is a man who will protect you all your life! "


    Travis looked at Oscar the younger, "Uh ... I don''t know what to say! But ... thank you!"


    The bride kissed the little brother''s cheek. She wanted to say something more, but she saw a team of knights riding on the forest road. The lady finally knew what the tension was. She did not pounce on her husband like a nympho, but ran into the church with a red face.


    "Hahahahaha!" Feige hasn''t laughed like this indulgence for a long time, and Oscar heard this guy laugh heartily from far away!


    "Hey! My little brother! How do you feel?" The second son of the Anlu family just jumped off from the Mercedes-Benz battle, and the knight he brought grabbed the horse''s reins.


    "How can I feel that this question should be answered by you, you are the groom!" Oscar smiled and greeted his second brother.


    "My feeling! Haha! My feeling is only one!" Fei Ge hugged his little brother, "This feeling is really ... really wonderful!" This brother did not forget He kissed his brother''s forehead heavily.


    Oscar looked at his brother, and for the first time he was so excited for another person besides himself.


    "Let''s go in!" Oscar reminded his second brother.


    Figo looked into the door of the chapel, and he adjusted his military uniform again.


    "Yes! I will go first, and you will follow me. If I look back and see you are gone, boy, if that happens, you will be out of luck! You are my best man!"


    "This sentence seems to be my line?" Oscar took La Figo''s sleeve. "So what should I do? No one told me how to be a best man!"


    Figo dragged his brother into the church. "No! The best man is actually a decoration. You don''t have to do anything!"


    While Oscar was still wondering, there was already a loud cheer in the chapel.


    The boss of the Anlu family took his wife and children to sit in the first row. Mrs. Bo Ling looked at the bride for a while, and then looked at her son. , The silly son of the Anlu family actually stood on the seat of the witness. Another point is that the people watching the ceremony are sitting on the seats of the relatives of the man. There is no one on the side of the woman. There is no doubt about it. The bride is an orphan and her parents died in the war.


    That''s it. For a very simple wedding, even the priest was included, and no more than ten people attended the ceremony.


    Figo walked towards Shentai, he knew what he was doing? He originally planned to consider the issue of marriage only after the Persians were completely resolved, but did he decide? And the gods seem to have been banging in his ears, "Boy! This is a good girl. If you miss today, you will regret it all your life!" Fei Ge accelerated his pace, he walked firmly to his wife, he did not want to regret it, especially in this one Matter.


    "Why is time so slow?" Travis whispered in his heart, cheers came, didn''t he? He''s already here, isn''t he? The bride looked down at Shentai and she heard his footsteps, but God! Almighty God of Light! Can you set the self-bell to go faster? marry! God! Travis groaned, she didn''t know if she was a little confused, but her wedding dress, she had


    "You are late!" Anlu''s pastor greeted the groom.


    "Sorry! Urgent military meeting! I just got out."


    The priest in the robe shrugged indifferently, and he knew the boy was talking to his bride.


    "So can we start?"


    "Yes ... oh no!" Fei Ge changed his tongue quickly.


    The priest looked at the groom strangely.


    "I mean ... my men are waiting for me outside, you know, my time is very limited, so esteemed pastor, can you go directly to the most important part of the wedding?" Fei Ge was anxious. Looking at the pastor, time! This is very important to him.


    "Does the bride have any objections?" The pastor asked Travis.


    The silent bride shook her head.


    "So well, the omnipotent **** of light, in accordance with the requirements of the new couple who serve you faithfully, we simplified the wedding ceremony, and now we need to prove that the bridegroom handed the sacred token to the bride and groom.


    Kucodi stepped forward, he uncovered the silk on the silver plate in his hand, and saw two large and one small diamond rings lying quietly on it.


    The bride took the big one, and the groom took the small one. In the process, the little Oscar standing behind the groom silly as a best man really pinched the couple, he was afraid that the third brother would ask them for yogurt at this critical moment, oh! In that case, the fun will be big!


    But the worries of the teenagers are superfluous. Kukodi completed the process meticulously like a real cleric. Like dancing, the silly young master became a mature and stable man.


    "Then, in the presence of the God of Light, answer my question with the most pious heart. Figo Anlu Debordi, would you like to marry Miss Travis Ninoa? And stay with her In life, even when you are old, you will be sick. "


    In this gap, Oscar looked at the young lady beside the bride. He met Sasha''s gaze, and the two quickly avoided like a fright.


    "Yes, I am willing." Figo rarely swear solemnly once, his chest was straight, and the scars on his face were glowing strangely.


    "Travis Ninoa, would you like to marry Figo Anlu Debordi? Even if a group of Persians suddenly broke into the door."


    "I do."


    "Then please exchange your rings."


    The bride and groom completed the procedure. Travis wanted to break free of Fego''s hand, but she couldn''t do anything.


    "Then the groom! What are you waiting for?" The priest asked the second young master who was still staring at him.


    "What are you waiting for?" The second young master was puzzled.


    "Don''t you want to kiss your bride?"


    Figo suddenly realized! In addition to the rogue pervert, he knew for the first time that he was a fool!


    The bridegroom lifted the bride''s veil. This was not the first time he saw her, but the indulgence happened at such a moment. Figo looked for the right position on the charming lips in front of him. Forget it! do not care!


    For the first time Travis saw such a scar on Fego''s face so close, it was terrible! very scary! Very hot! Very suffocating! God! Where does this follow? Why is he not over yet? Isn''t there a chance in the future?


    The kiss was finally over, Feige wiped his mouth shamelessly!


    "Congratulations, the God of Light proves that you are already married!"


    People stood up and applauded. Mrs. Bo Ling burst into tears. She covered her mouth with a sobbing mouth with both hands. The little girl took out the flower basket that had been prepared for a long time. Kukodi threw up countless daffodils in excitement The eyes of the boss of the Lu family were also flashing, Feige noticed that his elder brother was also out of control, and the corner of the kid''s eyes was wet!


    Oscar followed the new couple like a fool. He and his relatives clasped the bride and groom to the door. At the door, the teenager who still wanted to continue was grabbed by his brother and they stood On the steps, the bride and groom approached the group of knights.


    The bride turned around and people could tell that she was happy! Oscar was puzzled because he saw the bride winking at him, and then the bride''s wreath threw him at him!


    The teenager subconsciously wanted to catch the garland, but a tall figure suddenly stood in front of him, Kukodi! The kid giggled at his brother like a smirk. Oscar was a little upset. This guy snatched the bride''s blessing! This blessing should have belonged to him!


    "Oh! Fortunately, it''s not me! The daffodils in this place are all for the heroes!" The teenager decided to crack down on the treacherous third brother.


    really! The little brother''s words caused Kukodi''s face to collapse, heroic? This word is one of the few things he can understand. The youngest man threw the garland to the big brother without thinking about it. Rutherf was so miserable in his wife and children''s circle, neither he threw nor hugged!


    Fei Ge jumped on horseback. Although many bridegrooms of the narcissus riders said goodbye to the bride at the end of the wedding, he still felt pain. He did n¡¯t know what to say about this woman who had just become his wife. It is extremely pale! "Wait for me to come back!" No, Feige denied this sentence. Since he wants to come back, why not just stay? "I love you! Wait for me to come back!" This sentence is a bit threatening.


    "My husband is a narcissus knight charged on the battlefield. His duty is to guard the frontier. Although he left me, this period may be forever, but I believe that there will always be a day when my husband will take off. The blood-red armor, with the medal of victory, holding a large narcissus, knocked on my door in a sunny afternoon. "


    Travis looked at Fego to say this, it was a dialogue in a very vulgar legendary novel, but for many years the narcissus never tire of it.


    "I forgot, what did the knight say?" Travis stood in the shadow of Fego, her husband in her eyes was extremely tall!


    Figo squeezed his lips. He was n¡¯t sure if he wanted to say that dialogue. The dialogue had been used up. He thought Travis would be innovative, but things did n¡¯t seem like that.


    "I ... my wife!" Feige compromised. "My wife is a normal daffodil girl. She took care of my parents and three children at home, although I left her, this The deadline may be forever, but I believe that one day, I will take off my blood-red armor, hang a medal of victory on my chest, hold a large narcissus, and return to my hometown on a sunny afternoon. And she was standing by the stream in front of her house. "


    "I ... can I kiss you?" Travis can''t hold on anymore. She doesn''t want to be strong anymore, at least for a while, turning her into a woman who needs love and promises.


    "Oh ... Travis!" Facing such an affectionate call, Figo didn''t want to pretend to be indifferent anymore. He bent down immediately, and when his lips pressed against his wife, He finally knew that the cold bitter liquid was clearly tears!


    The rapid sound of horseshoes quickly disappeared into the forest. Travis waved his veil in the direction of the disappearance of the knight, but she soon discovered that a knight turned back and stopped at the corner of the forest road.


    Figo shouted to his wife loudly: "Travis! What if I really see you with three children when I come back?"


    Travis stomped his feet in shame, and her husband was still a virtue! The bride raised the skirt, and she picked up a stone on the roadside!


    "If a woman brings a child to the door when you are not back! Don''t ever want to see me again!"


    The stone fell conveniently far away from Fego, and the general ran away with a grin, and Oscar knew that the guy must be grinning!


    Oscar stood there quietly, and he could feel the deep affection here. Sasha comforted her new sister-in-law, and mother Bo Ling looked at her son''s disappearing direction. The elder brother was holding the "Bride''s Blessing", but his ears had been picked up by his sister-in-law, and Kukodi, who was bored, was hanging around "Nanny" plays mud.


    The teenager exhaled, he felt that he was also out of place in this scene, he did not know which party to join.


    "Hi!" The Blizzard boy greeted him.


    "Oh! Paul! What''s wrong?" Oscar greeted the killer king.


    "No, it just feels very uncomfortable." When the King of Killers spoke, he didn''t forget to look around alertly.


    "What''s wrong? Dangerous?" Oscar was nervous.


    "Did you not find it?" Blizzard felt a little weird. "God! Didn''t you find out? We are surrounded by a large number of military secret guards, and the number of these guards doubled when the flames ignited."


    Paul stared at the teenager for a while, and he finally sighed, "It''s not that I said you, His Royal Highness, you basically put your vigilance down after returning home. This is definitely a dangerous move. And you have often been in a daze recently for no reason. I told you that these are extremely dangerous. Why do n¡¯t you think about it, if someone in the military guards wants to murder you, what should you do at that time? "


    "Oh, this is the first time you called my prince, but my killer king, are you allergic? They are military commanders and the most loyal secret troops to the family." Oscar was a little disapproved, in fact he was not Willing to admit his abnormality.


    "Do n¡¯t be so naive! If you remember that you are a prince, then it ¡¯s best to regain your energy. I believe in my judgment. Many times, there are some guys in the crowd who are absolutely uneasy and kind to you. Such a guy. "


    "Of course, Narcissus is flooded with many spies. They guard Anlu like thieves." Oscar still knew a little bit about the situation in the family''s territory.


    "My little Oscar! I can only say that you are fine!" Paul is not in a hurry. "Since you think there is no danger, then I have nothing to say."


    When the wedding was over, Oscar said goodbye to several relatives. He didn''t want to go home. He thought about going to the base camp to see how the base camp operated in the face of war?


    "But ... don''t you want to see the real war?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebury of the Tassen Front said suddenly.


    His prince strangled the horse, and his entourage stopped. The teenager finally understood why the lieutenant colonel had not gone with his army commander.


    "Oh, it seems that my second brother has never done anything without purpose! Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, your General Feige''s purpose for you to follow me is to seduce me to the front, right?" Oscar smiled Said to the lieutenant colonel.


    "His Royal Highness! It''s not temptation, it''s just a suggestion, or a choice for your reference. You can stay at home or go to the battlefield with the Tarsen Army." Lieutenant Colonel Stebery said Shi also laughed.


    "Stebery! You guys should be honest. Isn''t this temptation? I think it''s a very tempting thing!" Oscar was a little tempted. He looked at the dense jungle again. But his entourage soon came out against him to continue to think deeply.


    "Your Highness! If you really choose to go to the front line, then I can only say that your approach is extremely irresponsible." Major General Murat knew it would be too late to speak.


    Before waiting for the teenager to speak, Lieutenant Colonel Stebery took the lead. "General Murat, how can you fear the war as the chief of the cavalry division directly under your prince? Do n¡¯t forget! You and your cavalry division will follow your prince into the interior. Why not seize this opportunity? "


    Murat opened his mouth, but in the end he didn''t say a word, yes! Stapley said that he had hit the most depressed place in his heart, and it was not bad to follow the prince, but it was really farther and farther away from the battlefield! He has been wondering these days, maybe he and his red tiger will never be able to gallop on the battlefield after leaving the narcissus.


    Oscar also bowed his head to think about his own affairs. He had to admit that the second son was not only cunning, but also a very, very powerful person. A large part of the reason this boy sent a man to talk to himself about it was to get rid of the suspicion and act privately when the time comes. It ¡¯s just me, and the second son left first, did n¡¯t he? When my father asks, haha! The unlucky one must be myself.


    Oscar shook his head, it seems that this second brother really had to do it, this guy''s calculation is too powerful, just like Murat, even this general is calculated to death by him, Oscar believes that if he really wants to go to the tower Mori front, then Murat and his Red Tiger Cavalry Division will follow.


    "Have you decided?" Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury urged, thinking he still should not give the Highness enough time to think about more things.


    Oscar''s eyes brightened! There is nothing to be afraid of! The second brother will not let him be in danger, and his father can pass it through. As long as he returns safely, his father should not blame himself. So why not see the real war? Since I am going to study the theory of war history, why not start now?


    "It''s decided!" The teenager said decisively.


    "Have you really decided?" Murat stopped sticking to her ideas and went to the battlefield? He is right.


    "Yes! Following General Targo''s Frontier General, let''s go to see if the Persians really grew up like Warcraft!" The teenager said with great excitement.


    "No, they are similar to your driver, and they are extremely difficult to deal with." Murat splashed another pot of cold water.


    Oscar''s face cooled instantly, and he finally didn''t want to tolerate this grumpy general anymore.


    "General Murat, I do n¡¯t know what happened to the two of us, but I now ask you to seriously consider it, if you ca n¡¯t accept the fact that I ¡¯m directly under the division, then everything is still too late, I Now you can go to the base camp to explain this to my father. By then you will still be the Red Tiger Commander of the Neruda Front. "


    Murat wanted to say something, but he was stopped by His Royal Highness. "Do n¡¯t rush to answer, I ¡¯m not finished yet. If you plan to accept this appointment, then you should know what to do and what to say, just like my driver, about his Things are not the topic you should talk about. "


    Murat knew that his uninhibited attitude finally angered the Highness. He really did not want to follow the Prince to the interior of the empire, because he felt that his future was ruined. Is there a future for a general who cannot go to the battlefield?


    The major general really wanted to leave like this, but he knew that if he really did, then he would not be a qualified narcissus knight. The command of the base camp is very clear. He knows that he has embarked on the trajectory of destiny when he accepted the command. Although he is targeting the little prince everywhere in his words, it is just an attitude. The knight''s duty, Murat finally accepted this fact.


    "Your Highness, if my words bother you, then I would like to extend my most sincere apologies to you. I am the chief of your direct division. I am only responsible to you. This is a fact. I think I am There is no reason to change this fact. The independent fourth cavalry division of the Narcissus Knights is the new designation of the Red Tiger. The independent four divisions are always waiting for your assignment. Please give orders! "


    Oscar stared at Murat''s eyes, and the kid finally compromised. "Mura, I believe you have decided, then I don''t want anything that makes me frustrated."


    "Yes, Your Highness." Murat said nothing more.


    "So okay! You first go back to the division''s station and prepare for all the expeditions. You are an expert in this regard, so everything is yours."


    "But your Highness, won''t you return to the station with me? We can set off tonight at the latest." Murat made a rationalization proposal for the first time.


    "No!" Oscar vetoed immediately. "I didn''t mean to go to the base camp. I guess a secret officer from the military had informed the matter there. I must go and say hello to my father. So ... Come on! "The teenager turned his head.


    "Blizzard, Dorami, Little Godot, Pals, Thrall, several of you go home first to pack up some travel stuff, remember to bring me too, Baron Ebb, you are my housekeeper and family Assistant, please stay, and listen to the dispatch of Her Royal Highness, she has no one to call here. "


    "Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury, you and I went to the base camp. Then we went directly to Murat''s division and will leave tonight!"


    The teenager turned to Murat again, "I said, General, where is your division?"


    Murat''s old troubles have recurred. "Don''t you know?" The general did not believe that his immediate chief didn''t even know where his knight was!


    "You never told me."


    "Uh ... I apologize to you!" What can Murat say! "Well, I will send an officer to the base camp to greet you, wouldn''t that solve the problem?"


    "Send one over the mansion too, my followers don''t know where your station is."


    "Good lord! All listen to you."


    "Then let''s do it, we will act separately, see you later!" Oscar finally greeted a few people, and then drove out. Now his time is precious. Before the military commanders find out what is going on, he must take his father and those ghosts out of sight.


    Unlike Oscar ¡¯s imagination, the base camp did not show the current situation of the enemy, but the guard force of the forest and Schonbrunn Palace has increased a lot, and Oscar has passed countless levels when entering the gate.


    In Sch?nbrunn Palace, all the officers have returned to their posts, and their holidays have once again been ended by the evil Persians! The strategic command center on the second floor of the palace is the war hub of the Narcissus Knights. Here, the knights ¡¯staff analyze all the battle reports and various related documents, even though the front of the military has been lost to them. Important time effect, but at least they can make the most correct decision for future war deployment.


    The strategic command center is undoubtedly the busiest department compared to the rest of the quiet palace. The communications officer shuttles quickly inside and outside the gate like a wild cat, and a large number of documents are erratic like snow flakes in front of the chiefs of various departments. Oscar stared dumbfounded at everything in the command center. It was like a flea market. He didn''t know what the guys shouting at various place names and troop numbers were doing. The boy regarded it as a bargain.


    No one paid any attention to the prince, the staff had focused their attention on the large amount of battle information in front of them.


    The little prince found his father in front of a huge table with a map of Narcissus County about four or five meters long. The teenager finally found a place among the officers around the table.


    "Oh? My little son, what are you doing?" The Duke found the little Oscar who suddenly appeared in the field of vision.


    "It''s nothing. Come and look casually." Oscar touched his nose. He could only say that. He just noticed it a moment. He didn''t understand anything that the staff were arguing about. This means ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He can only stay at the stage of casual look, he can''t help at all here.


    "Marshal! This is a comprehensive analysis of the battle reports of the Buchwald Front, Tassen Front, Bilber Front, Mistral Front!" An officer squeezed into the table, and he had a document in his hand It was given to Duke Anlu.


    "Haha! It''s time to come!" The Duke flicked the document with his hand. "Little Oscar, come to me."


    Oscar crossed many officers before he came to his father. During this period, an old general patted him on the shoulder. The teenager remembered that this was one of his grandfathers. After standing beside his father, the teenager paid attention. Sure enough, there were several officers on the scene who were his relatives.


    "Little fellow, feel uncomfortable, don''t you?" The Duke whispered to his son.


    "No, nothing!" Oscar did not feel uncomfortable, and now he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.


    The Duke did n¡¯t say anything. He handed the analysis report in his hand to a staff member around him, "My boy, this is our chief of staff. You can call him General Luriel or you can call him Lurie. Uncle Er. Come on, let the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knight explain to us and see what happened to the Persians this time! "

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    The large circular meeting room was so quiet that the sound of needle thread landing could be heard, and the officers all laid down their jobs. For them, Admiral Luriel. Netagapo. Anru, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, no doubt Is the one with the most say.


    Oscar couldn''t help but look at the father who was standing next to him. He felt the change of atmosphere keenly. Isn''t his father the most authoritative person in the narcissus knight?


    The youngster''s doubts are unreasonable, because no one can deny the absolute leadership of the Duke of Anlu to the Narcissus Knights, but Oscar''s doubts are indeed understandable in some respects. If it comes to grasping the policy and managing the territory and the army, Marshal Dortmund Anru Netagapo is undoubtedly better than all the Duke Anru in history, but if it comes to fighting, this commander can To stand aside, at least his second son must be much better than him in the application of commanding ability and strategic tactics.


    Everyone has his own strengths, of course, the weaknesses are also outstanding. The political talent of the Duke Anlu determines his development path. On the contrary, the mediocrity of military abilities determines that the commander can only be a narcissus knight. Spiritual leader.


    Admiral Luriel Netagapo Anru, the chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights, quickly reviewed the battle in his hand, but in the blink of an eye he had left the file aside, Oscar even suspected this guy Did you see what was written on the document?


    "Attention generals!" The chief of staff spoke. "The latest strategic analysis shows that the Persians followed their old trick of attacking a breakthrough at three points."


    "The first to be attacked is here, here, and here." Lu Ruier marked the three defense zones on the map with a red ink feather pen. "These three places are the Pedoma defensive line guarded by the Tarsen army, the desert border of the Buchwald force, and the Nilu Prairie corridor where the Mistral force is stationed. All the scout squads were dispatched as soon as they received the warning, and they found that in this area, "the chief of staff circled a location on the map," that is, near the border area of ??Alegang Fortress Assembled the nine divisions of the Persians! But these tens of thousands of people did not seem to intend to launch an offensive. "


    The Chief of Staff glanced at the Duke beside him, and the Field Marshal seemed to have no opinion. He continued: "Now our problem is that the Persian three-point attack has formed, but we do not know where they will break through, although they have assembled heavy soldiers inside the border of Bilbao, But I noticed everyone ¡¯s expressions, and you are not surprised, that is to say, the strength of the Persians is within our tolerance. "


    "But!" Admiral Luriel dropped a burden. "But I don''t think the Persians will make us happy, at least for now, we still don''t know their intent to attack."


    "Like here," the chief of staff pointed to a red circle on the map. "The Bilbao Front Army Alegang Fortress is extremely close to the area. The staff of the Staff made an interesting assumption. Assuming that the Persians assembled here are only part of the offensive to contain the force, then where will they launch the real Offensive? "


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff!" A major general in the group of officers at the long table raised his hand.


    "Speaking is allowed."


    "My Excellency Chief of Staff, according to the latest battle report, the four front troops have confirmed that the Persians who participated in this offensive are the two major tribes of Musse and Mogadishu. The two old wolves have come together again! There is an interesting thing. "The major general officer handed over a report to his colleagues. The officers passed the report to the chief of staff.


    "According to the report of the commander of the Pedoma line defended by the Tatson side, the two old wolves have made many mistakes in the half-day offensive. I have reason to believe that the army attacking this line is a mixed army of old wolves. Say, the most ferocious wolves are well hidden! "


    The chief of staff quickly read the war report, "Yes! General Montess Jr.''s view is very reasonable. The two tribes of Muse and Mogadishu are indeed notoriously ferocious. Their troops are cooperating strategically. There should n¡¯t be such obvious problems. But it still does n¡¯t mean that the real place for them to break through is Tarson. ¡±


    "Yes!" Dortmund finally spoke. "If Muse and Mogadishu are old wolves, then Figo''s kid is a mad dog!"


    The officers laughed. They knew that the marshal had always had a cold for his second son.


    The Duke himself laughed, "If it is a frontal attack, Feige''s crazy dog ??will not leave any chance for the wolves. On the contrary, he will bite the wild wolf all over the body, which I believe he can do."


    "That''s right!" Admiral Luriel, the chief of staff, affirmed the marshal''s opinion, "Figor should still be on his way back to the front headquarters, but General Chiad, the deputy commander of the frontal army, is famous. Be cautious, which means that before General Figo returns to his headquarters, there will be no major moves from Tarson. "


    Oscar could n¡¯t help it. ¡°Generals, everyone has said so much, even my layman understands the current situation. So generals, how do we fight this battle? You seem to have never talked about this most Specific questions! "


    The officers present laughed softly. Oscar was confused for a while, but the teenager knew he must have said the wrong thing.


    "Little fellow! Remember to ask to speak before you speak next time." Duke Anlu was the first to correct his son''s mistakes. "Your question will be answered by our chief of staff, he knows best."


    The narcissus knight ¡¯s chief of staff slapped the young man ¡¯s shoulder heavily, ¡°Oscar! You can see that you have a very strong battle, but you must know that the army is like a self-bell, it is an extremely sophisticated instrument, if this instrument To function properly, each part of the instrument must be in its own position. This is the strategic command center. The role we can play as a staff is to analyze the enemy ¡¯s situation for the troops ahead and stand on the overall concept Expanding our strategy and tactics, as to how to fight this battle, it is the responsibility of another part! "


    "Which part is that?" Oscar had some doubts.


    "Fool!" Duke Anlu knocked his younger son in the face of all the officers. "Naturally it is the troops in charge of attacking on the front line. Is this still necessary to ask!"


    Oscar caressed the cry of pain above his head, and now he can only counteract the stupid impression he left on the officers with a childlike appearance. The teenager is a little clear, and he is not suitable here.


    It was 2 pm when His Royal Highness came out of the strategic command center. He was aimlessly swaying in the spacious hallway of the Sch?nbrunn Palace. The kid had never been able to escape the surveillance of the military guards. Feeling extremely headache.


    I don''t know what happened. Oscar suddenly found that the corridor had reached its end, and he was quite familiar with this place. He had been here in the morning. Look at the ancient fir gate, and then look at the family totem engraved on the gate, this is the family''s ancestral arsenal.


    Oscar knocked on the door, and he suddenly wanted to greet Grandpa Roziat who was guarding here. Before that, he had already learned from his father and brother. Old Grandpa Roziat was a famous fighting hero of the Anlu family. He was 64 years old. When he was old, he led the troops to launch an attack on the Persians! Oscar knew that this was an elder who deserved his respect.


    "What are you doing again?" Old Roziat opened the door with a strange tone of voice.


    "I''m here to apologize to you! Uh ... for the morning, I obviously offended you very politely, and now I apologize to you, I hope you can forgive me for my failure."


    Old Roziat looked up and down at this downright little fat man, "Well, look at your scimitar for a good part! Hurry up, come in with me!" Let.


    "Thank you ..." Oscar entered the arsenal, but he was immediately stunned by the sight!


    "God! Oh my god!" The teenager exclaimed almost unconsciously. I saw countless weapons and armor piled up in the warehouse, each blade shone with a cold light, and each armor was set against the shimmer of metal.


    "These ... are these weapons used by our ancestors?" Oscar touched this one and looked at it again, and he was reluctant to let it go.


    "Yes!" Old Roziat had closed the door. "Every weapon represents an epic, this is the only testimony of the family''s 400-year battle career."


    "Yes ... yes!" Oscar''s eyes glowed with excitement, and he drew out a simple knight epee! This knight sword has simple lines and a jade carved with six-winged angels.


    "Anluha!" The young boy raised his sword to the sky while drinking! "Grandpa Roziat, now I finally understand what kind of mood it is to stab at the family! That ... it is like obeying some kind of call from the ancient times, when I draw a sword, this feeling is still For strong! "


    "Then take it with you. This is a good sword. It has been passed down for four generations. Its weight makes it unsuitable for carrying on your body. You can hang it on the side of the mount!"


    "Can I really take it away?" Oscar looked at Grandpa Roziat incredulously.


    "Of course!" Roziat finally showed a kind smile. He had admitted that this young man was a qualified child of Anlu, and this young man seemed to have something that Anlu did not.


    "Little fat man, you have to remember its name, and accept this long sword named" Shagani "as a god-selected warrior."


    Oscar is a little clear, and Grandpa Roziat seems to be performing a sword-giving ceremony, "I ... what should I do?"


    The old man will scratch the young man ¡¯s palm, and a drop of blood will roll down the blade, ¡°Anluha! The sixth-generation palm family elder speaker Roziat Anlu wishes Shagani and Osne Lu Morissette. "


    "Thank you, Grandpa Roziat!"


    Old Roziat smiled again. Although he didn''t smile well, the teenager felt a little warm.


    "Boy, come with me and see what I have prepared for you! You know, I have destroyed six armor pieces for you."


    Oscar''s mood stirred again. "You mean, you also prepared a pair of armor for me?"


    "Of course!" The old man glanced at the boy angrily. He was always disdainful about the figure of the wild boy. "Figona is right. An Anlu child would be ridiculed if he didn''t even have a pair of armor. Even our entire family would be a laughing stock because of you!"


    Oscar made a grimace indifferently. He knew that the matter was not that serious. It was just that the old man made an excuse for his uncaring love.


    "How is it? Was you scared?" Old Roziat looked at the boy''s lost face with satisfaction.


    "This is my armor?" Oscar swallowed. In front of him was a pair of black and red armor. The armor was painted with ancient daffodil patterns. At the shoulders and elbows, there were black sharp corners like a blade. Only a vivid and realistic tiger head, it is connected to a mask made of some unknown black metal, and there are also black fangs on the left and right edges of the mask! Although the patterns on the helmet and breastplate are not uniform, the three black sharp corners on the tiger''s head are exactly the same as the sharp corners on the armor.


    "Did you destroy the six pairs of armor to match this?" Oscar was a little unbelievable.


    "Of course, otherwise where can I find an armor that fits your body so well?"


    "Grandpa Roziat! I really don''t know how to thank you!" Oscar stepped forward and hugged the thin old man.


    "You don''t have to thank me, little fat man. Killing a few more Persians for me on the battlefield is the best reward!" The old man grabbed the young man''s head.


    "Yes! Of course I will! Please rest assured! But do you have a way for me to appear on the battlefield? You know, I have another title besides Anlu''s children. The military guards at home guard me like a defense Like a thief! "


    Old Roziat frowned, "Fat boy, you are a little too much! Did you hit my idea on my head?"


    Oscar smiled indifferently, "Grandpa, you are a tens of thousands of generals at my age! But I don''t even know what the Persians look like, don''t you think it''s time for me Are you going to meet the world? "


    The young man''s fart was very comfortable with the old Roziat. Indeed, this child is about to become an adult. If things are really like what he said, it is not impossible for him to see the Persians.


    "Ah ... you chubby little fat man! Come here, this is our two secrets!" Old Roziat finally decided to help the young man.


    "Yes! Grandpa Roziat! This is the secret of both of us!" The teenager laughed happily, as if he heard the horn sound from the battlefield!


    In the early evening, the setting sun was slanting westward, and the glow of the evening glow spread across the land of Anlu. The flames on the distant mountains gradually dissipated in the mountain breeze, but the alarm was still lifted. Although the hustle and bustle of celebrating festivals in the city was far away, the pedestrians on the road outside the city were extinct, and there were only occasional teams of knights flying like lightning.


    A small terrace on the west of Anluhala city, ten kilometers away from the city gate. The head of the Red Tiger Division led the entire army to gather here, and they were anxiously waiting for the highest chief of the trip. His prince seemed to have forgotten them. If he had n¡¯t arrived here before the military authorities questioned the army that was not in the battle sequence, then this formation of Ken might have been so ruined.


    "General, you see!" An officer pointed to a line of smoke rising on the road. It was obvious that a knight was racing at high speed.


    Murat blocked the sunlight with his hand, and he saw that a knight in a weird armor was approaching his team quickly.


    Oscar quickly climbed up the hillside, and his Lei Shuer stopped unwillingly under the reins of the reins. This was only its warm-up exercise. It seems that following this little master cannot avoid the fat fate!


    "General Murat, where is my knight?" Oscar let the excited Lei Shuer jump in front of the team.


    Murat took a breath. Where did this little prince get such a horrible outfit?


    The major general took the horse aside, and behind him was the famous Narcissus Red Tiger assault division. This division is known for Anlu''s bravery and speed.


    "The Red Tiger Division has completed the assembly, please review it directly by the chief officer."


    Oscar led the horse to the upper wind. "My knights!" The teenager shouted.


    "My knights, this is my first time on the battlefield, but I believe you are not the first time! So I need to witness your bravery and fierce name, I must know that my direct division is the most famous of the Anlu family Heroic division, I want to know that you are my most loyal group of warriors! "


    "Anluha!" The knights echoed loudly.


    "I order! Target: the front line of Tarson! Let''s attack!" Oscar finished and raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag.


    Murat signaled the trumpeter beside him to blow the attacking horn. In a moment, the Red Tigers moved, first in a row, then in a team, and then in a 3,000-person cavalry phalanx. Man-made row, in the dance of the **** cloak, galloping toward the burning eastern earth, where it has fallen into the darkness at this time, where the fierce fighting is now!


    The night finally came to the land of the Anlu family, from the most eastern border to the borderstone bordering the empire. Darkness completely occupied this fertile ground where heroes and blood were continuously made.


    The Tassen Front has now completed its final deployment of forces, all combat troops have reached their intended location, and the forces that are confronting the Persians have begun planning tomorrow''s attack.


    Wallerkusen, the city is located in the middle of the depth of the defense line of the Tassen side. He is the largest city in the east of the narcissus with a population of less than 100,000, but there are as many as 20,000 in reserve.


    Wallerkusen ¡¯s urban defense pattern is completely modeled on the fortress. This big city has only two east and west gates. Although his wall is far less than Anluha, you still have to support it when you stand under the city and look up. Hat on the head.


    The number of attacks by the Persians on the city can no longer be recorded, because every visit by the Persians will cause this great city to fall into flames. The materials and historical records that have been preserved at this time can only serve as fuel. Due to the victory of the second son of the Anlu family, the Persians regarded the capture of the city as the only way to shame, but even their own family must call it the mad dog Fego. Anlu Debordi Naturally, these dark pagans will not be satisfied. So as of today, none of the major tribes of the Persians on the border have suffered from the loss of Fego, nor have they ever been taken by Fego, and the deeds of this General Anlu have even been taken by Persis. People wrote proverbs, they said: "The doctrine and brilliance of the true God can call all life in the world, except for the mad dog Fergo of the Anlu family."


    At 8 pm, General Figo finally rushed back to his front after changing eight horses. When he reached the gate of Wallerkusen, the city that fell into darkness and silence under the control of sound and fire seemed to suddenly Come alive, it seems that there are people flowing in every corner.


    Figo Zema entered the city, and the inside of the gate was surrounded by soldiers and citizens who were greeted. The crowd did not make a noise. When the greatest offensive expert in the history of the Anlu family passed through the street, he appeared in front of him. The military and civilians kneel down on their knees automatically. Only in this way can they express their respect and even faith in this commander-in-chief!


    For the soldiers and civilians in the Tarson region, General Figo is indeed a belief. They believe that as long as Tarson owns Figo, the war will no longer be a war. That is just a cat played by General Figo on the sand table. Mouse game.


    The city hall of Wallerkusen, this four-story bunker-style building is the headquarters of the Tassen Front. "Stand up!" With the password of General Chiad, the deputy commander of the Tarsen Front, all the commanders of the command lined up in a neat line in the square in front of the city hall.


    "Please commander General Fego Anlu Debordi to take over the commander''s flag!"


    Figo sighed. He and this General Chiad are the best gear. They are good at attacking and guarding. Although the cooperation between them can be described as seamless, sometimes Fego is cautious about his old man. Be careful is really boring.


    "I said Chiad, I don''t want to face this kind of thing every time I come back, isn''t it a handover ceremony?" Fei Ge complained aloud, but he still took over the palm representing the military control Signal flag.


    "General, you are welcome to come back." Chiad responded to the commander''s resentment without changing his face.


    "Fine! Be happy!" Fei Ge jumped off the horse, he stepped forward and hooked the old friend''s shoulder. "Hey, let me tell you the good news. At noon today, Travis and I are officially married, and my long march of love has finally reached the end!"


    Chiad''s extremely expressionless face finally turned a little ruddy. "Legal! For the marriage of General Figo ..."


    "Enough!" Fei Ge angrily covered the old friend''s mouth, "I said Chiad, is your head flooded? Is this kind of thing said here? Do you want my knight to be here?" Does this dance fail? "


    Figola pulled Chiad into the city hall, and there were many things waiting for him in his command center!


    "Okay! My knights, salute will be eliminated. Hurry and tell me what happened!" Figo sat down at the center of the command post.


    "You see, this is the current situation of combat readiness." Chiad gave Feige a paper.


    Feige took a cursory look. He felt that the problem was not serious, but his nerves were always difficult to relax. It seemed ... there was something abnormal in some place, but he did not find it in this combat readiness report.


    "Three points offensive and one breakthrough. Why haven''t the Persians grown so much over the years?" General Feigo, feeling that he had found nothing at all, put down the report with some frustration.


    "General," a young officer asked to speak.


    "Let''s talk about Nelly," Feige nodded at the colonel''s staff called Nelly.


    "The Persians'' offensive route and troop deployment have been repeatedly confirmed by frontal war departments. You see, this is a report."


    Figo took it over again, "Ah ... The right wing is a cluster of infantry of the Musai tribe. They used four divisions to attack the Sile and Armington fortresses on the Pedoma line. Here! Ah ... Mogadishu dispatched four cavalry divisions and two cavalry brigades on the left? Is this number accurate? "


    Colonel Nellie nodded solemnly, "Yes, general, completely accurate! The military reconnaissance regiment has traveled almost every corner of the battlefield, and the information they sent back is completely in line with the fighting situation submitted by the troops in front."


    "Oh ..." Feige became cautious. He was still in the excitement of his newlyweds, and he seemed to have all his thoughts packed up! This attack by Moussa and Mogadishu is absolutely unusual. If the forces of the other fronts are counted, these two tribes are already considered the general mobilization!


    "Six cavalry divisions on the left?" Figo placed the candlestick on the table-topped defense zone map. He carefully compared each location mentioned in the report with red feather pens at these locations. Callout.


    "The central cluster did not move, watching from the frontier outside the battlefield?" Feige wondered, was this wrong? The two most powerful tribes have not yet dispatched the central cluster half a day after the war.


    "How is our defense?" Figo raised his head from the map.


    Several other staff officers stood out in the command center, and they each handed over their reports on the matters in the defense area.


    Figo began to make a careful comparison again. "Preliminarily stopped the enemy''s offensive posture, the fortress defense did not appear dangerous, and the enemy lost nearly a and a half divisions in one afternoon''s attack." Figo felt that things were even more abnormal!


    "Left-wing enemy cavalry units carried out two raids in the plain area on the south side of the battlefield. Our army dispatched nine divisions to pursue and intercept. After nightfall, the battlefield finally stabilized."


    Figo gestured to Chiat, "Tell me about the specifics."


    Chiat pulled out his pony pole, this small whip is a perfect baton. The deputy commander of the Tassen Front began to point on the map.


    "The three divisions of the 1st Cavalry Corps blocked two Ranger Divisions in Mogadishu on the south side of the Pedoma Defensive Line, which is outside the Drury Fortress, and the three divisions of the 3rd Corps were in Nie Ni on the southeast side of the line. The mixed brigade of the Erhe Valley and the other''s two riding steps launched a fierce competition around the river beach area. The Third Army did not show much advantage at the beginning of the war, and their losses were great. "


    "Which two brigades were dispatched by Mogadishu? I didn''t see the report." Fei Ge set his eyes on the Nie Nier valley area on the map.


    "Sorry for my general, we don''t know yet!"


    "What did you say?" Fei Ge raised his eyebrows. He didn''t like to save face when he was fighting. "My deputy commander, you mean that we still don''t know if we have been fighting for half a day and the loss is great. Which bone? "


    Chiat nodded humbly, "General, please listen to me explain that I sent three reconnaissance battalions for General Leo Rosten of the Third Army, but the opponent did not have a battle flag and did not use the slogan in the attack. Shouting, so ... "


    "Okay!" Figo waved his hand. "Let Leodor be careful, I don''t want him to finish like this. In addition, I ordered the general reserve team assembled at the rear of the front to move closer to the Nie Nier valley area. Attention! Close, although this will make Leodor suffer a little, but at least we can avoid stepping into the trap that the Persians may set. "


    "Yes, I think these two brigades in Mogadishu are very suspicious. They are probably the private forces of the Grand Prince of Mogadishu, because in the central cluster of Persians, Muse and Moga Disha hung up the handsome flags of their two princes. "


    "Well, yes, there is such a possibility!" Fei Ge nodded. "But do you think it is necessary to launch an offensive and defensive battle in the Nie Nier Valley? Although this is the gateway to the southern plains, but after the breakthrough, it will not affect the entire How important the battle is. Our fortresses on the southern front can completely offset their attack. This has been proven in hundreds of years! Did n¡¯t anyone tell this maharajah? "


    Chia nodded characteristically, "The last thing worth mentioning is the second army led by General Heyman Euplan. Before and after dinner, General Heyman launched a bold raid. They took the twilight to disperse the enemy. This division, according to General Hayman ¡¯s Harrier Eagle report, he is chasing one of them. "


    With Chiat''s commentary, plus the previous mastery of his own teams, Figo has completed the battlefield operations on the map, "My knights, look! This should be more intuitive."


    The staff in the command center were all around, showing a magnificent picture in front of them. A dozen fiery red arrows scattered on the vast battlefield south of the line of defense. They opened their mouths like blood beasts.


    "Who can tell me, what''s the problem?" Figo spread his hand.


    "General," a young staff stood up.


    "Little Griffith, please!" Figo smiled at the youngest combat staff member. He always thought that this young man would become an excellent general after a period of experience!


    "General, fellow staff, have you noticed? Although our front has stabilized, but here ..." Griffiths pointed to an area on the map. "Our army''s red arrows have all crossed the center of the zone. In this area, a military vacuum has been formed in the area from the army headquarters to the southern theater. "


    All the officers have turned from the surface situation on the battlefield. Although the front has been initially stabilized, there has been a military vacuum zone that should not appear on the rear of the front. On the map, this zone is just right in all red. Outside the arrow.


    "This is not the most serious," Major Griffiths continued: "The central cluster of Persians is still not moving. If they burst into the middle of the line of defense, then our reserve team must rush there. If they Going south, then we must order the first army and the reserve team to block together, so that the two cavalry brigades of the enemy are possible without using the cavalry maneuver forces belonging to each fortress. Break through the defense of the Third Army, but if we use the cavalry maneuver forces of each fortress, the central cluster of Persians will choose the fortress with a discounted defense force to attack and destroy. So ... "


    "So the most serious thing is that we have no soldiers now!" Figo took the words of Major Griffiths, and he looked at his young staff with satisfaction.


    All the officers present changed their faces ~ www.novelhall.com ~ That''s right! The three corps of the Front Army have all fallen into the battlefield. Except for the reserve brigade and the mixed riding brigade of the second son of the Anlu family, they have no soldiers from the front line of Warrekusen to the southern theater! No soldiers can be dispatched in front of the upcoming attack by the Persians? This perception is devastating!


    "report!"


    The officers looked in the direction of the door, and saw a communication officer standing at the door. A scarred hawk eagle fell on his shoulder. It seemed that it should be an emergency report sent back by the front line. The time for Harrier Eagle to return to the nest is omitted!


    "Reporting general, Lieutenant General Leo Rosten, the commander of the Third Cavalry of the Front, reports urgently!"


    "Nian!" Figo had stood up from his seat.


    "The enemy in front of us has broken through our defense line and defeated our first division. It was not the two brigade brigade that launched the raid, but the main cavalry army of Mogadishu that had been hiding behind the front line!"


    The officers present shouted like frying pans, except for Figo, Chiat, and the young Griffiths, who whispered a tacit understanding.


    "It''s finally time to come!"

 v37 Chapter 5：

    On the early morning of July 30, 791 in the Gregorian calendar, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie and his direct division appeared on a small hill 170 kilometers away from the border of Narcissus. This is the first time a teenager has entered the battlefield. For Anlu''s children, although this time is a bit late, it does not mean anything. Especially in the eyes of our protagonist, this time is only a matter of time.


    The team was no longer able to move forward. The night of running made the Red Tiger knights unable to close their legs together. They immediately rested by sitting or leaning. Oscar has not experienced such a long march, and now he is breathless like a bear, and he has no strength to dismount himself!


    "How is it?" Blizzard asked the little master with concern.


    "You can''t see?" Oscar bite the dried meat weakly.


    "See it! You look terrible!" Blizzard handed a towel to the teenager.


    "Of course, our prince is not suitable for military life!" Former paladin Sarla De Rocha hurriedly caught up. Despite a long period of imprisonment, he is very familiar with everything about the army.


    "Yes! Yes! I admit!" Oscar knew that this was not a time for bravery. Now that he is not alone, he is responsible for his entire team, although he knows that this is just a psychological comfort, because he did not What he has done for this team is all he can do to keep himself from falling behind.


    The morning light passed over the dense large-leaf shrubs, wisps of wisps projected onto the soft ground like swords. The timid squirrel looked at the knight of the narcissus curiously behind the leaves. Occasionally, a daring adult squirrel successfully found a delicious hazelnut from the knight''s suitcase. The knights did not disturb these small animals. They knew that in Narcissus County, all life except the Persians was precious.


    A pot of spring water and a bag of wheat flour have restored the spirit of the Narcissus Knight. Their material requirements have not been high. Besides, the Knights have nothing to do. If you want to be more luxurious, then the newly brewed ale is Good and only option.


    Oscar was driven away by a pot of freshly brewed ale, and his stiff waist was meticulously sitting on the horse. This young man met many knights at this time. There was his deputy teacher in it. The three commanders, the reconnaissance team leader, and the charge commander responsible for the heavy armored brigade. These officers of the Narcissus Knights seem to have been created with a model. Not only did they look similar, they even spoke in the same way. This realization made the teenager feel a bit of a headache. He had to spend a lot of energy to appoint his officers. And their names match each other, and things that happen to admit wrong people often happen.


    "His Royal Highness, we are less than 20 kilometers away from the base camp of the Tatson Front. Do you think we should be well prepared for combat?" Major General Murat reminded his immediate chief.


    "Oh? Will there be a fight there?" Oscar was excited.


    "Not necessarily, but we are very close to the front line, and even the Persians may appear here at any time." Murat did not deliberately devalue the ability of the Tatson front because the Persians could indeed be in a short time Intruding into the depth of Anlu. It is impossible for the Knights of Narcissus to block all the gaps on the broad line of defense at the border.


    Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury from the front of the Tarsen army nodded when he heard Major General Murat''s words. He was most familiar with the situation here, and the Persians had always taken special care of Tarsen!


    "Your Highness, Major General Murat is right, you are already in the war zone, anything may happen here, we should be prepared."


    Oscar looked at the soldiers scattered in the forest. The teenager thought that the two officers were right. At this time, it was necessary to obey the veterans'' opinions. "Then after the rest, the knights are tired, let them hurry up to rest, I don''t want to miss this battle."


    Murat and Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury smiled at each other. "Your Highness," the Major General patted his knight sword. "You will definitely experience this battle. Our old friends are definitely not easy to pass."


    "Yeah! It''s really not easy to pass!" General Fego Anlu Debordi said while yawning, he had been guarding his own command.


    "Yes, General!" Major Griffiths was also a little tired. He discussed with his colleagues all night, but apparently they still did not reach a conclusion until then.


    "General, please forgive our incompetence. This Persian attack is really doubtful. We have no way to find out their true intentions."


    Figo waved his hand, but he didn''t really want to know the intentions of the Persians, thinking that no matter what those guys wanted to do, as long as they found them and then defeated them, the matter would be resolved, and there was no need to think so complicated.


    "How is the Third Army?"


    Griffith Jr. shook his head. "An integrated cavalry division, they did not have time to withdraw from the battlefield and were completely defeated! This is the result of General Leo''s statistics. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is really not easy to deal with. If General Leo did n¡¯t start the battle the first time he found something bad, I believe that the entire Third Army would be crushed by these wild wolves. "


    "Yes!" Feige nodded. "Maybe only the heavy cavalry charge can clean up the religious gangsters. Those guys fought as if we had taken his wife and daughter."


    "General, what should we do now?" Griffiths was a little puzzled. Overnight, the commander, known for his devil-like offensive methods, only mobilized a reserve team.


    "Now?" Feige snapped his fingers on the table. "Do you think a reserve team is not enough?"


    Although Griffith knew that General Figo must have his own ideas, he did not hesitate to express his views. He knew that this general valued him most.


    "Yes general," Griffith Jr. nodded. "The line of defense has been torn open. We should give them a head-on while the Persians have not swarmed in!"


    Feige laughed, knowing that this guy was still a bit immature when he looked at tactical issues.


    "My little staff, so can you tell me, how can we attack this group of enemies without using the fortress defense force? Does it depend on the third army and the general reserve team that was beaten?"


    Griffith Jr. thought about it, "General, we still have the Second Army. Hasn''t the Second Army already defeated the enemy in front of us? We can recall General Heyman who is chasing the enemy, and General Heyman can even go around Crossing the valley appears behind the enemy. "


    "No! No!" Figo shook his head like a rattle. "My little Griffiths, you must remember that the rule of engagement is the first, never give up your dominant position before the enemy! Since General Hayman has successfully defeated the enemy, we must let him continue to expand the results. The Persians annihilated one of Leo ¡¯s divisions. Hayman may annihilate both of them. Why do we not wait for the Persians? Go to rescue their division first? If Hayman returns to defense, then all his previous efforts will be in vain! "


    Griffiths understood the truth almost immediately. The biggest problem facing the front is that the defense of the third army is broken, and the biggest problem facing the Persians is that their two divisions are being attacked by Heyman. The second cavalry army followed the chase, and the two divisions of the Persians were at risk of being siege!


    "So that means that you are waiting for the Persians to give up the advantage they have achieved on the battlefield?"


    "No, the Persians will never give up. You forgot again. When did the Persians care about sacrifice?" Figo gave an unpredictable smile.


    "Then I''m so confused!" Griffiths was really confused by his general. "Although the general reserve team can intercept the enemies that have broken through the Nienier valley area, I believe that it must not be all the enemies. And the biggest doubt is that the Persians chose the location and time of this attack. The strategic significance of has been diminished by many fortresses on our southern line. Why do they still want to make breakthroughs with the main cavalry army? "


    "That''s because until now, all the actions that the Persians made in front of the four frontiers on the border were covering a real, deadly attack!" Fei Ge said without thinking. This is He thought with his navel, to deal with his old friends, he no longer even needs a brain! He is really familiar with these infidels!


    "I''m just waiting for the real attack! You are not a Persian, so you don''t know how hard it is to fight in the enemy''s territory, just like when I entered the Persian Empire, God! The children there will throw stones at you! The fighting time is too long, the front line is too wide, the terrain is unfamiliar, and crises are lurking everywhere. These are the unfavorable factors of fighting in the enemy''s territory! So you can rest assured, first It must be the Persians who ca n¡¯t help it, so once they have fully exposed their strategic intentions, it ¡¯s too late for us to react! ¡±


    Griffith looked at the red arrows on the strategic map with some concern. "Is it really too late?" The young combat staff questioned his commander for the first time in his mind.


    "Quick! My knights! Light outfits! Light outfits! We have entered the war zone!" Murat took his herald soldiers through the woods, he commanded the soldiers as he drove.


    The Red Tiger Division of 3,000 people quickly moved under the command of the chief. The knights put down the tents on horseback and various camping equipment, and all the weapons were carried by them and placed on hand. The heavy armored cavalry inspected each other''s armor. They illuminated the knightly guns wrapped in canvas. The heavy lances were handed over to them by their companions after they were mounted. The knights of the Ranger Regiment each brought two pots of arrows, with thick bandages wrapped around their fingers, which prevented them from rubbing their fingers when firing bows and arrows.


    The guards are in front of and behind the prince''s body are a whole group of fighting arms. The fighting knights under Murat are extremely sturdy. This kind of frightening momentum can be seen from the knights'' equipment.


    The Red Tiger fighting knights do not have uniform equipment. Some of them use wide-edged swords, some use sabers and crossbows, some use giant tomahawks with a height of one person, and some use heavy sniper bows. When the light and shadow in the woods projected on these strange weapons, these knights looked like the devil from the depths of hell. These demon gods walked out of the shadows with their murderous weapons, so that the teenagers from Domolga shivered.


    In just half a quarter of an hour, the noisy woods finally quieted down, and only the sound of horses'' air jets kept coming. The cavalry division directly under the fourth son of the Anlu family has completed combat readiness. Almost everywhere in the forest is the figure of the narcissus knight. The Red Tiger deployed the Rangers at the forefront of the team, with the Fighting Cavalry and His Royal Highness centered, and at the end were the Heavy Armored Cavalry and the Armoured Team.


    Murat caught up from behind the team. He had reviewed his soldiers and was on the battlefield. Although this general had experienced many times, he still felt a little nervous. This is normal. Narcissus County, even the commander-in-chief of the Anlu family, did not know whether he could return after a trip.


    Major General Murat gestured to the high-ranking young man, and Oscar Jr.''s mood immediately became solemn and solemn. The young man had already felt that although the knights maintained their military style while marching, they changed after going through combat alert. It''s different, what''s the difference? The young man didn''t think of it for a while, he thought it was a kind of killing breath, the oldest breath that stretched between heaven and earth, this kind of breath made the birds and beasts in the mountain forests evade one after another, this kind of breath made the young people who were at the beginning of battle. Be stable and peaceful. The teenager knew that he really belonged to Anlu!


    "Get off!" Little Oscar raised the Red Tiger''s battle flag, and a password sounded immediately before and after the team. The Red Tiger moved, and a combat team of three thousand knights started to meet the enemy formation. The Rangers rushed out of the woods first, and they were greeted by the magnificent sunshine and the vast earth. The Chinese army where Oscar was also moved. He was surrounded by many knights and flew out of the woodland. He could not see the left and right scenes. The only glint in his eyes was the cold light reflected by the weapons, but the teenager could feel the pulse of this team. He Feel the pulse of this team is pulsating with their own blood.


    "Stop!" The cry of the herald soldiers echoed in the valley!


    "Stop going forward ..."


    The sudden order did not cause confusion for the Red Tiger. The knights automatically took the horse to the side of the road, and the herald rushed to the commander at high speed on the path given by his comrades.


    "What''s going on?" Murat and Little Oscar greeted them together.


    "His Royal Highness, Master!" The herald salutes the two adults. "Scouts came to hear that they found something very bad in the valley."


    "Bad thing?" Little Oscar was confused.


    Murat frowned at this time. This valley is the western gate of Wallerkusen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Army. It is only seven or eight kilometers away from Wallerkusen. Isn''t Persia siege Wallerkusen? But this is impossible! The attack was launched at noon yesterday, and the Persian army could not reach here within a day.


    "Your Highness, let''s go check it out! If I guess right, your first battle will start in front."


    Oscar nodded calmly, but he kept drumming in his heart. He still remembered the previous mountain attack. He almost gave his life away. I do n¡¯t know if he will face real battle this time. What is the situation.


    Deep in the valley, this small forest was protected by three layers and three layers inside the knights. This is usually not necessary, but their immediate chief has a status that cannot be ignored, which requires the Red Tiger ¡¯s knight to take any action. Time must be premised on protecting the life of His Royal Highness.


    "Is this the place?" Oscar said, covering his nose, the woods exuding a thick blood and a stench that only the corpse would emit.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander, you see, this is a communications squad of the Tarson Front," a squad leader pointed to the pit that the Cavaliers had just unearthed. "A whole communication team, eight people, all here!"


    Oscar squatted down by the pit, and he saw much more bodies, which did not scare him.


    "It is the wound caused by the bow and arrow and the scimitar," the teenager is also familiar with the damage caused by various weapons, especially the scimitar. "Also, these soldiers died very quietly. Look at this, this knight also has a shocked expression on his face, which means that the attack happened in an instant, and it ended in an instant!"


    The juvenile''s conclusion was endorsed by most of the knights present. They were all veterans and were extremely proficient in discovering the information that the dead could reveal.


    "Yeah! For a moment!" Murat felt that something was serious, and it was not the ordinary Persian warriors who attacked the communications team. "His Royal Highness, we may have encountered a Persian assassination force."


    "Assassination troops?" Oscar frowned, and he looked subconsciously at Blizzard, the king of the killer. "How can you say that?"


    Murat dragged the body of a sacrificial knight out of the pit, and he pointed to the blade through the knight''s neck. "This type of scimitar appears on the battlefield infrequently, but every time one of our senior generals is killed, the military uniform is always doubting that the Persians or the Muse and Mogadishu tribes have one. An assassination force dedicated to assassinate enemy generals on the battlefield. "


    Oscar examined the wound again, "I''m sorry, I really can''t see the special feature of this knife wound."


    Murat drew a picture according to the impression in his heart, "I haven''t seen it, even the base camp is just a suspicion. But this scimitar does exist, it has a long chain, and the operator can control it through The chain, like a whip, hits a target at a distance with a scimitar hanging from the chain head. "


    Murat paused here. He opened the sacrificial knight''s wound and saw that the great artery on his neck was cut off smoothly. "His Royal Highness, this wound is not caused by a normal machete. It is shallow and thin, indicating that the force applied to the knife is very slight. This is not the effect caused by the knife. This must be the kind I said. Chain knife capable of flying. "


    "Will this be?" Oscar hesitated staring at the terrible wound.


    "It should be right, all the signs indicate that we are encountering a group of special forces that are proficient in stealth penetration and secret killing."


    Oscar''s eyes suddenly light up, and since there is nothing to say, "then find them and destroy them mentally and completely!"


    Murat laughed, and for the first time he discovered that this teenager also had a lovable side!


    "Good lord! I have to admit that you want to go with me!"


    "No!" General Figo Anlu Debordi shouted at the front officer of the house! "No! No! My colleagues! My brothers! At this time, the fortress defense force is activated and the enemy''s trap is hit. I will not agree!"


    Major Griffith exchanged a glance with Colonel Nellie, the chief of staff of the Tassen side army, and they knew about their general. Although this guy can fight well, sometimes he is stubborn and stubborn.


    Finally, Colonel Nellie stood up, "General, the reserve team has been fully engaged in the battle, this is the news sent back at noon. It is almost 5 o''clock, and after the end of the evening prayer of the Persians, we will face more violent Offense. But the danger is that we cannot send any team to support that battlefield, which is extremely dangerous. "


    Figo waved his hands impatiently, "Then send someone to tell the reserve team and the third army, if they can''t stop the enemy in front of them, go to hell!"


    "But if we go on like this, we will use up our maneuvering power, and the defense ability of the fortress will be greatly reduced." Major Griffiths couldn''t help it!


    "No! Oh my god! What the **** do you want me to explain!" Fei Ge pressed his temples in a headache. Didn''t any of his officers grasp the key to the Persian attack?


    "Offense! No! The raid by the Persians is definitely not an attack, it can only be regarded as a feint!" Figo spread out the strategic map. "Look! The other three fronts have basically not encountered a threatening offensive. Muse and Mogadishu have focused their elite on us, even though their initial offensive was very stern, and even defeated me by casualties. Part of the army, but they did not intend to go deeper, because they chose the Nie Nier valley, this is an irrelevant place, you can enter or withdraw, so the Persians are using this place to contain us Their strength, they are still concealing their real intentions. "


    "I don''t think we should argue anymore!" General Chiad came out and played the round. "Let''s do this, withdraw the first brigade stationed in the eastern suburbs into a brigade and withdraw from the city defense. Army. The defensive facilities on the eastern outskirts of Wallerkusen are comparable to those of Anlu Hara. According to the current situation, it is a matter of time before this ace army is dispatched. "


    "Can you guarantee that Wallerkusen''s city defense is not a problem?" Feige was a little flamboyant, and he did not like uncertain things at all. ? Do n¡¯t forget, although the reserve team has blocked the main cavalry of the Mogadishu who broke through the third army, they do n¡¯t know if they are fighting all of that team! "


    All the officers began to speak loudly again, some of them agreed with General Feige''s ideas, some were eager to mobilize the defense force of the fortress, and some even even asked Anlu Hala for help. But Feige immediately stopped the officer who advocated for help from the capital.


    "Job, what did you just say?"


    The officer named Job quickly stood upright. "General, I mean that we should inform Anlu Hara about the situation here and request that the McAllen Front, behind us, send troops to reinforce!"


    "Thank you! But I hope you can understand that your idea is very annoying!" Feige couldn''t help but correct his expression when he said this, "My front hasn''t reached the point of requesting reinforcements! And, fighting It ¡¯s just started, the Persians in the east seem to have not even finished the warm-up exercise! "


    In order to prevent the so-called assassin forces of the Persians, Blizzard made some adjustments to the prince ¡¯s guarding force. A small man with a body similar to Oscar was arranged in the center of the team, and Oscar left his Ray beam to hide. Deep in the queue. At the same time, the knights searched the entire valley and found no traces left by the enemy, but this situation was completely expected by everyone, and could bypass all the level fortresses in front to sneak to the weakest defense of Wallerkusen In the western region, the Persians who did this were absolutely elite. The knights of the Red Tiger carefully searched for everything that appeared before them, even the grassroots that had been nibbled by horses.


    Oscar and Murat had already discussed it in the afternoon, and it was unrealistic to inform Wallerkusen at this time. The Persians must have deployed a large number of interception teams. I believe that the destruction of the communication team This is fully proved.


    "Then what should we do?" Oscar had no idea. He felt like an old man who couldn''t help himself after he entered the battlefield.


    "No way, it''s getting dark. This has a huge impact on the combat effectiveness of the troops, but I believe that it is not the case for our enemies. Those guys should be better at night activities. We can only continue to search. I have expanded the search scope. Scouts have been arranged at the commanding heights of ten miles away ... "


    Just when the teenager felt extremely wronged, a blasting arrow rising from a distant hill caught his attention!


    Murat patted the boy''s shoulder with a smile, "His Royal Highness, it seems that we have had good luck this time!"


    A knight with a thick layer of leaves on his body soon appeared in front of the prince and Commander Red Tiger. After saluting, he did not forget to wipe off the black oil paint on his face.


    "Your Highness, Master Division, there is a result! Our team found an enemy interception team in the northeast. They hid very well. If it were not for them, they shot down a communication Harrier Eagle flying in the direction of Wallerkusen, I I think we simply do n¡¯t realize their existence. "


    "Oh is it? Can you get close?" Murla sat down holding the knight.


    "That''s it," the knight said while drawing an extremely simple map on the ground. "Our scout is on the mountain beam. The enemy is probably like a small team. The number is not clear. They built near the gentle **** under the hill. Shelter. We also found three places like this shelter, here, here, and here. "The knight pointed out three more places on the ground.


    "That''s ..." Murat groaned for a while. If his big army was inaccessible as the Cavaliers said, would he send a small unit to sneak up? It doesn''t seem to work either. The four interception teams support each other, and the enemy''s strength is unclear. It is very likely that a rash action can put the Red Tiger in danger.


    "His Royal Highness," Murat said to the same frowning teenager. "It seems that we can only wait until we find the enemy''s main force before making plans. Those who intercept the squad will definitely change shifts. We will start at that time."


    Oscar nodded incomprehensiblely. In fact, he didn''t know why Major General Murat did that. In the eyes of the teenager, since the enemy has been discovered, the sooner it is eliminated, the better. Although he knew the meaning of discovering the main force of the enemy, he felt that things would not be as easy as Murat said. Especially in the face of an assassination force, the teenager feels that a force whose primary goal is assassination will not easily become a prey for others.


    On the night of July 30, the scorching summer and summer finally cooled off in the evening breeze. Nocturnal creatures traveled through the bushes all over the hills, countless unknown bugs singing all kinds of songs. The moonlight is gentle and bright, and the bright white light seems to coat everything on the earth with a fine layer of silver powder!


    In the noisy yet quiet summer night, a teenager scrubbed his horse by the stream. The teenager washed away the grease and sweat on the horse with the cold stream, and the horse took out a king-like style. It stands proudly in the water, bowing its neck and sideways, admiring its perfect figure in the water like a narcissist.


    Don''t blame this teenager, he really has nothing to do now. His knights are taking time to rest, his attendants are hiding in the tent, and his immediate commander has been at the observation post in front. Although the teenager only slept for less than four hours in this day, the teenager did Turning back and forth for emotions he didn''t know.


    "My Lei Shuer, tell me! If I fell like a silent soldier on a corner of the battlefield, wouldn''t that ... Is it an extremely humiliating thing?"


    Lei Shuer touched the little master with his big head.


    "Don''t you know it? Ha ha!" The teenager laughed. "The wound on my rib is still faintly painful. I''m so unfamiliar with the things that appear on the battlefield. I''m not like my family and relatives. Very familiar, do you think I will be a chosen warrior? A true warrior recognized by the God of Light? "


    Lei Shuer snorted.


    "Are you sure?" The teenager hugged the horse''s thick neck.


    Lei Shuer actually nodded his head.


    "Thank you! Although you look good-looking, you are a good guy!" The teenager kissed the giant cheek happily, but he immediately noticed that his partner''s emotions had changed dramatically, its muscles As he tightened, his eyes twitched around, and his breath suddenly rushed.


    The boy gently stroked Lei Shuer ¡¯s back, his other hand was holding the scimitar handle without any trace, and the knight sword presented by Grandpa Roquette was thrown by him at the camp, he I found a good-quality scimitar from the Red Tiger ¡¯s Chief Officer, and the teenager felt that he was still more used to using this natural enemy ¡¯s blade.


    where? where? The young man meditated in his heart, this peeping feeling came only a second later than Lei Shuer.


    there! The boy glanced at a bush across the stream, where there was a big rock, and the moonlight set the texture of the big stone surface extremely clear, but what puzzled the boy was that there did not seem to be such a conspicuous place when he first came Stones.


    Somewhat weird! Little Oscar clenched the scimitar in his hand. He knew someone was hiding there, but he didn''t know where the stone came from. But the teenager immediately thought of a way. He patted Lei Shuer''s big head lightly, "Little man! Look at you!" Without any warning, Lei Shuer''s **** was heavily weighed and reflected. Some angry monsters rushed out like arrows, and the big rock seemed to be in its direction.


    The figure flashed! It was only a moment, but the teenager saw clearly that the stone was just a coat draped in a thin figure!


    "It''s a clever disguise!" When the teenager finished saying this, he had already fought five times with this thin figure.


    A string of beautiful words floated out of the shadowy mouth and nose. Oscar''s cognition of Persian only rested on the prayers the coachman said, but he almost immediately recognized that the figure was talking to him in Persian language. UU reading www.uukanshu. com


    "Female?" The teenager wondered. He had never heard of female soldiers in the Persian army. According to the coachman, Persian women are not allowed to show up in public, and even if they go out, they must cover their faces with various gauze.


    The Persian girl is obviously also very confused. This fat man is undoubtedly an authentic daffodil, perhaps a knight, otherwise he will not have such a rare breed of warhorse, she does not want to be entangled with this strange boy with a scimitar, she Just want the horse.


    The girl used a small scimitar, and when the moonlight flowed over the blade, Oscar could even hear the tweets from it!


    If language impediment is the main obstacle for both parties, then the girl ¡¯s next move will make the teenager more familiar.


    "Is it a challenge?" Oscar almost forgot to show everything with a scimitar. The young man turned his machete back to the front and waved his sword to his chest.


    The moonlight stopped on the boys and girls, and the babbling brook accompanied them, and the two men focused on their opponents, but at this time, she did not know that he was a member of the natural enemy Anlu, the prince of the Titan Empire; and At this time, he did not know that she was the princess of the most powerful prince of Persia Dili.

 v37 Chapter 6：

    No one can tolerate the suffocation when the knife is around, Oscar knows that the time to decide life and death is coming! He fixed his eyes on the girl''s eyes, feeling the subtle changes in each flash.


    The soft and bright pupil of the girl suddenly contracted sharply, and Oscar''s scimitar attacked at this moment. There is nothing to say, the strength of a man is not resisted by a girl. Although the girl has been avoiding frontal bumps, she ca n¡¯t choose between life and death. The Persian girl was flicked out with a strong blow. .


    "No one can do this to me!" Princess Ahlaina Mogadishu stared angrily at the Titans who were approaching her. At this time, she fell extremely unbearably by the creek, and her lower body pants were completely Wet! The girl finally realized that the pig-like pagan had no intention of hurting her life. He just wanted to humiliate himself. His machete just lifted his veil.


    "So ... so that means he saw me?" Akhlaina suddenly realized the deadliest point. "The true God forgives my disrespect. This life that belongs to you has no meaning!"


    His Royal Highness Princess Mogadishu suddenly pulled out a short knife from his arms, and the girl finally looked at the young man, and his eyes revealed a bitter hatred! Then the short knife pointed at his heart!


    "Hey! Stop! You stop for me!" Oscar will naturally not hurt his loot. He jumped over quickly, the machete just flew the short knife, but the girl didn''t seem to intend to give up. She hit her neck and hit the boy''s weapon.


    "You have something wrong?" Oscar pushed her knees annoyed. really! This almost made the girl''s internal organs cracked. She slipped on the man and spit out saliva and gastric juice.


    It wasn''t until Oscar had time to appreciate his loot. The boy''s eyes swept the girl''s body, and finally he stopped on the girl''s pale cheeks.


    "Beautiful! Really beautiful!"


    Her eyes have a beautiful curve like the moon, her lips are full of indescribable interracial style, and the lip line is painted with a rose-colored brush, showing a beautiful lip shape when breathing out! The most touching thing is her skin! It was slightly pale gold! It''s like early maturing rice! The Oscar ghost stretched out his hand holding the knife, and he wanted to touch the mysterious breath in his arms.


    "Shit ... **** ..."


    Oscar paid the price for his distraction, and he sat down on the ground with his painful clutching of his abdomen. The little lioness in his arms was clearly out of his grasp. He gasped while watching the changes around him.


    In the shadow of the woods, six black and black Persian warriors walked out. Oscar watched the girl in pain in the arms of one of them. The girl was crying, she seemed to be muttering something.


    "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him ..." Akhlaina kept complaining to her teacher in Persian.


    "You shouldn''t be here!" The tall Persian warrior hugged expressionlessly and hugged the unlucky princess. Several of his companions turned their heads away. A piece of gauze wrapped the princess''s face.


    Oscar stood up swayingly. The kid didn''t seem to be a lone hero. He had secretly held the whistle used to recruit friends.


    The situation was not good for His Royal Highness, and the six majestic Persian warriors fanned him in the middle. Oscar is not sure to be able to pull out of this battle, especially the guy holding the girl in his arms. This guy seems to be the same level as his driver. This person''s scimitar is casually tied around his waist. Oscar pays attention. The ribbon attached to the scimitar showed a bluish black with no bottom hole.


    "I''ve seen a ghost! Did Laozi hit a god?" Oscar whispered softly. He didn''t expect to encounter rare animals like the Persian Black Belt Samurai at his door!


    The teenager adjusted his breath carefully, but the situation seemed to be getting worse and worse. The moment the girl gave him seemed to hit a very important position in his lower abdomen. He felt that he could not lift a little strength, and the killer 13 was handed over to him. The way of breathing is tried and tested, but now he has lost the function of "making gas" in the face of a strong enemy!


    "How long do you have to wait? Are you looking at my jokes intentionally?" The teenager turned and shouted desperately at the dark night behind him.


    "Hey! Hey, hey!" The frivolous King of Crime, Dorami Basing, fell from the sky like a ghost, "I thought it would destroy your good things, so I avoided it for a while, but I thought there was more work in just a moment Some people! "


    "Yeah!" Former Paladin Sarla De Rocha also paced out of the woods, "Remember? When you were in Domolga, you dealt very hard with those who broke your good deeds!"


    The Paladin turned back, "Little Godot, am I right?"


    Gordo snorted, and he shook his huge battle axe as an answer.


    "Where is the other one?" The Persian black belt warrior suddenly said. However, his partners were obviously suspicious, and they looked around.


    "Do you understand Titan?" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "Of course, you are not soldiers or daffodils, why do you humiliate our high princess?" The brown pupil of the warrior of Persia shone with a fine light.


    "Can you see this? That little guy is still a princess!" Oscar said, moving his head quickly, princess, she just caught a princess of Persia? Is it to convene a large group of people and catch them again?


    "You still have to ask your princess! Then a noble girl should learn to be a thief! If I don''t stop her, I believe my horse has been stolen!"


    It seemed to hear that the little master mentioned it, and Lei Shuer, who ran aside early in the morning, walked out of the woods.


    "Anlu!" Qiqi, the Persian warrior, let out a roar! Although they do not know these Titans, they know this kind of Warcraft cultivated by the Anlu family! The sound of scimitar out of the sheath is endless! The samurai roared like a person.


    "Bad thing!" Oscar groaned. He glared bitterly at his Lei Shuer, and the little guy looked back at the little master with his innocent eyes.


    Lin Zhong suddenly remembered the scream. This bleak whistle seemed to be the horn of the attack. Oscar was the first black belt warrior to rush in front of him. Although he did n¡¯t know if he had a chance, the guy still held a man. His actions will certainly be restrained by this.


    Paladin Thrallah''s bayonet can withstand the two scimitars that were on the attack. Although the attack of the king of crime was blocked by the opponent, the old man has been oppressing the opponent''s moves. After being the tallest among the opponents, there is no change in the offensive and defensive skills of the two fighters. Like the barbarians of the prehistoric century, they are fighting their strength and courage with their bodies.


    Oscar''s scimitar still didn''t touch the corner of his opponent''s clothes. The teenager felt humiliated in the match for the first time. He kept waving his scimitar, but the samurai seemed indifferent to his attack. Turns the storm-like offensive of youth into invisible.


    Oscar was anxious, he was already tired, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to be more pronounced during strenuous exercise! The fierce and abnormal kid finally killed his red eyes. He stared at the pale face in the samurai''s arms. "The attack will save me!" The teaching of Killer 13 comes to mind! "Is the princess? Go see your ghost!" The scimitar swept away as a streamer, and the samurai withdrew his handle backhand. When the handle was about to buckle the point of attack of the prince, the boy suddenly turned his wrist. , The scimitar flicked away, flying like a living creature, spinning into the samurai''s arms.


    "Blade throwing skills!" The samurai''s shocked words did not delay him too much. The black scimitar, which symbolizes honor and killing, had been sheathed. When the little princess in her arms revealed the decisive expression in the face of death, it was worthy Live the opponent''s knife throwing skills!


    "Blizzard!" As the boy shouted, he handed out a short blade soaked in the blue light.


    The black belt warrior finally showed a look of fear. The most feared situation appeared. The guy who had been hidden in the dark and he had never found it started!


    No one knows how Blizzard appeared in the battle circle, this killer king who is the same as 13 uses a strange shaped blade! The Black Belt Samurai thought he had never seen such a long sword. He watched in horror as the sword climbed around his left arm, his sharp blade pointed directly at his throat.


    The Black Belt Warrior deserves to be the top-level scimitar warrior. He uses the scabbard to block the dagger and the blade to cross the blade. Although he got rid of the fate of death, the price was that his left arm was stretched back and forth with a soft sword cut into flesh and blood.


    "stop!"


    The warriors in the war circle immediately withdrew from the gladiator. They stood around the leader. Everyone''s face showed the same expression, humiliation, resentment, and a little helplessness.


    "That''s right!" Oscar clasped the lady in his arms, and he was a little distracted at this time. The fragrance of the man in his arms was a wonderful taste he had never smelled!


    The black sword samurai decided to close the knife into the sheath, and he didn''t even frown at the horrible wound on his arm.


    "Say! Natural enemy Anlu, what are your conditions?"


    Oscar lifted the princess''s veil, the girl''s tears finally fell down, twice, she did not know what humiliation she would be subjected to!


    His Royal Highness looked at the opposite warrior with his head down in dismay. He had heard of this from the coachman. The only way to blaspheme a Persian woman was to lift her veil, and this way to identity Noble women are even more disgraceful.


    "Although we call Anlu a natural enemy, we respect every warrior of the Anlu family! Please stop doing humiliating things!" The black belt warrior''s lifeless face finally showed a wave of anger.


    "Okay! Two questions, if you can make me satisfied, then I will give back your royal highness intact!" Oscar began to ask for price. The kid''s expression was very disgusting, but who called He has an absolute advantage!


    "Excuse me!"


    "Do you belong to the assassination forces under the princes of the King of Persia Mogadishu? What is the purpose of your presence here?"


    "Yelter! Don''t compromise with him! I order you! Don''t compromise with him!" Princess Ahraina shouted wildly in the man''s arms!


    "His Royal Highness! Can''t you see? We have exposed and the mission cannot be completed! The most important thing now is your safety!" The black belt warrior said in Titanic.


    "Then you admit it?" Oscar tightened his arms tightly, and the Persian girl strangled her neck coughed impatiently.


    "Yes! Yes!" Yelt Muhammad, the black belt warrior of Mogadishu, also saw that these people really don''t seem to be the knights of the Anlu family. . Because the knights of the Anlu family cannot embarrass a woman so shamelessly, even if the woman is a Persian! What''s more, several fellows of that guy even snickered aside.


    "Continue!" Oscar tightened his arms again.


    "Okay! We infiltrated secretly from the front into the rear of the Tarson area, and we wanted to get in with General Vegkussen to assassinate General Fego of the Anlu family!"


    "How many of you? Where is the camp?" Oscar was clearly not satisfied with the answers already obtained.


    "This is more than what you said!" The anger of the Black Belt Samurai broke out completely.


    "I changed my mind! Answer me quickly!" Oscar simply laid the dagger across Akhlaina''s neck.


    All the Persian warriors scolded loudly, and Oscar knew they must be saying shameless and nasty words, but who cares! This is not the first time a teenager has done this!


    "Can you promise to return our princess after I answer the question?" The Black Belt Samurai calmed down, knowing that he had no room for bargaining.


    "Swear with the totem of the Anlu family, with the faith of the Knights of Narcissus!" Oscar said casually, even his companions doubted his sincerity.


    The Black Belt Samurai did not want to risk the entire army being overwhelmed, nor did he want to sacrifice his princess that way. Just as he hesitated, fire suddenly flared on both sides of the rear ridge.


    "Dirty boy!" The samurai''s long brown hair was raised like a hurricane.


    Oscar ¡¯s eyes were attracted by the fire, when he felt the wind blowing in his face ...


    "Should be **** it!" The teenager fell to the ground holding his left shoulder! "Unlucky! Too bad!" This was his third injury in two months!


    The black belt warrior paid a heavy price for his hasty attack. His thigh was swept away by a tomahawk and a shoulder was penetrated by a sword. The guy who was used to hiding in the dark cut off his half. The scalp, and the frivolous old man stabbed him in the lower abdomen, but even then he successfully hit the shameless kid again, and regained control of the princess.


    "After you break!" The black belt warrior Yelt Muhammad shouted loudly, his soldiers rushed towards the enemy desperately, and when Oscar was in a bitter fight, this horrible black belt swordman was already wrapped up The trophy of the prince disappeared in the jungle!


    "His Royal Highness!" Murat looked at the teenager on the horse''s back with a look of consternation. "Are you caught by a mountain lion or trampled by a wild elephant?"


    Oscar smiled bitterly, "My teacher, your way of expressing your concern is unique. Thanks to you, I have not encountered mountain lions nor wild elephants, but as you can see, the results are almost the same!"


    Oscar was immediately rescued by the Red Tiger ¡¯s medical officer. The wound of his highness was well treated, and the teenager looked at the terrible battlefield around the ridge while trying to endure the sting caused by the medicine.


    "Mura, it seems that you are encountering a group of fierce wolves!" The teenager quipped.


    "That''s right! Your Highness!" Murat was indeed a little excited. The opponent''s arrogance and the strength of the counterattack after a sneak attack still made him palpitate, but the enemy''s inexplicable collapse at the end made him puzzled. "Your Highness, did you know? Our six sneak attack teams were almost reimbursed until our rangers stormed their camp ..."


    "Wait!" Oscar didn''t want to know how these knights won, he just wanted to know why nobody answered his sentry.


    "Ah ... this question ..." Sure enough, this question puzzled Major General Murat. He didn''t want to admit that he had completely forgotten the little prince.


    "Forget it!" Oscar saw Murat''s expression and knew what was going on. This guy must have mobilized all the soldiers to carry out the raid. As a result, no one responded when he was in danger.


    "Hey! Want to know why you can easily defeat Mogadishu''s assassination force?"


    Murat nodded, he really wanted to know that it should be easy to encircle a team of less than one hundred people with three thousand elite narcissus knights, but if the opponent becomes an assassination force, it will not be so serious and constitute an assassination These Persians of the army are the top warriors of the ten thousand. They have no reason to flee like a group of pheasants.


    "Yes! It doesn''t make sense!" Oscar gritted his teeth and stared at his immediate staff. "That''s because I and my companion blocked their leader, **** it! That was actually a black belt warrior! Dear General Murat, have you ever encountered a black belt warrior on the battlefield?"


    Murat shook his head a bit dull, he thought of a battle mentioned by his father, the Narcissus Knight successfully killed a black belt warrior after sacrificing seven division generals.


    "Really black belt warriors? You read that right? Those guys are enshrined in the temple of Persia. They generally don''t go out of the temple. Besides, there are few black belt warriors in the entire Persian Empire."


    "Haha! It seems that my luck is not so good. This one I encountered was the black belt warrior of the Mogadishu tribe."


    At this time, many red tiger warriors had gathered around the prince, and they all heard the legendary enemy of the "Black Belt Warrior".


    "His Royal Highness, what does that guy look like?"


    "Yes, Your Highness? Is there a pair of sharp horns on his head that only a pair of evil dragons have?"


    "Your Highness! Is his scimitar as long as 2 meters?"


    "Shut up for me!" Murat kicked and drove the soldiers under him! "You guys haven''t cleaned the battlefield yet! Damn it! Don''t have a lamb-like expression, there is nothing terrible about the Black Belt Samurai! Our lord will cut him into urine pants ..."


    The knights talked about it, and the news was indeed a sensation. Who could have imagined that such a powerful enemy would appear near the headquarters of the Tarsen Front.


    "Your Highness, haven''t you answered my question yet?" Murat turned anxiously to the little prince.


    "Yes! I''m not colorblind! It''s a pure black ribbon. I can''t tell what the material is, but the guy is a black belt samurai in both skill and character. He gives me the feeling and my driver It''s the same for me, can''t I be sure of this after he was slashed? "Oscar was annoyed.


    "Your driver ... is also a black belt warrior?" Murat was even more shocked!


    "Of course it is! The guy called out the knife throwing technique I used. That''s a sword technique that only black belt samurai can practice, so the guy must be ..."


    "My Highness! Please wait! You used a sword that only the Black Belt Samurai can practice, so that means ... that is ... you are at the same level as the Black Belt Samurai?"


    The teenager raised his eyebrows and made a "you are not stupid" expression.


    Murat was completely stunned! God! What kind of world is this? The Anlu family has a black belt warrior?


    The fire was dotted like a ghost in the jungle at night. Broken shields and corpses of humans were covered with bushes of epiphyllum. Several pure white narcissus sprung up from the grass, but the transparent blood water was running along the pillars The edge slipped quietly.


    The cold light of the soldier''s blade gleamed dimly and brightly under the moonlight, and the broken sword and gun were inserted alone in the tall tree covered with arrows. The Red Tiger Knight carefully separated the comrade''s body from the intertwined enemies, but some of them had to break their bones because of the tight hold.


    A **** captain took off the armor covered with marks, and he took a chanting book calling for the **** of light from his rucksack. On his knees in front of him were many knights, and the entourage priest who took off his uniform began to chant, and the forest seemed to raise countless light smoke in the glorious carols, under the light of the moonlight like a silver chain, a ray of light The smoke and the smoke rising from the mountain drifted slowly into the distance.


    The most fierce battle seems to be in the outer area of ??the camp, and some small blood pits have formed in some dangerous places. The knights ¡¯riding boots seem to be contaminated with the atmosphere of hell, and they dare not look down at themselves. Because they don''t want to know whether the soft objects that they occasionally step on are the hands and feet of their comrades or the limbs of the enemy.


    This ridge has completely changed its appearance. The enemy ¡¯s camp has also disappeared during the knight ¡¯s attack. All the scenes seem to be out of shape. None of the things in sight are not full of dazzling blood, even the moonlight has become on the ground. A touch of broken sun.


    Flocks of beasts wandered back and forth on the edge of the knights'' eyes. The knight is praying, and the beasts are not, they growl in a low voice, praying that these fierce creatures who are picking up loot will not swallow the bones, but seeing how they just tore each other, these fierce aliens seem to devour the enemy Anything.


    "I missed a fierce fierce battle." Oscar told General Murat, who was walking side by side on the battlefield.


    "Yes! Your Highness!" Murat nodded, and he gestured to the chief guards around him. The chief guards ordered the guard knights that followed the prince to disperse a little, so that His Royal Highness could see more clearly.


    "Why do you need to make up a few more knives?" Oscar pointed to the swordman who was turning the enemy''s body.


    "Don''t you say that? This is the assassination force of the Persians. They can do anything to kill them. These guys will also pull a cushion when they are dying." Murat was also staring at his men. move.


    "Are the enemies here?" Oscar pointed to the corpse being gathered by the knights.


    "It''s not clear, it should be about the same. We wiped out 70% of them, and only ran 30 or 40. You know, if it is during the day, your knight will leave them here." Murat thought the results were acceptable. In exchange for the sacrifices of more than two hundred knights in exchange for the most elite assassination force in Mogadishu, this business has already taken advantage.


    Oscar nodded, but he immediately thought of another question, "If these people successfully sneak into Wallerkusen and create chaos everywhere in the city, then the black belt warrior mixes into the Tassen Front Command to look for opportunities. Assassination of my second brother, do you say that this matter has a higher chance of success? "


    Murat thought for a while, "His Royal Highness, it''s hard to say, these guys have been able to sneak in from the front defensive line of iron barrels to illustrate their strength. That''s a team of more than 100 people, so I believe they will have a chance Infiltrated Wallerkusen ¡¯s, but could successfully assassinate General Figo ... This ... I am afraid that only the God of Light will know! "


    "So I saved that guy''s life?" Oscar was a little fluttering, but he didn''t know if his second brother, who often pitted him, would appreciate it.


    "Report!" Scouting cries came from deep in the woods.


    "Here!" Murat yelled out his place.


    The scout was forced to stop on the perimeter of the team, and the guard knight beside the prince and the commander released him after seeing clearly.


    "His Royal Highness ... Master Commander!" Said the scout, breathing heavily. "Our chasing team bit the tail of the escaping enemy! But the resistance of the enemy is very tenacious, and Lord Mifrey requests help!"


    "What are you talking about?" Murat''s tone was very bad! "Miflay guy ca n¡¯t eat the enemy ¡¯s tail with a regiment? He was so kind to ask me for support? Go back and tell him that before dawn, I want all the chiefs who escaped the enemy. If he ca n¡¯t do it, let him go home and plant it. Ground. "


    "Wait!" Oscar intends to deny Murat''s order. "Wait! Haven''t you learned the power of the enemy yet?"


    Murat felt that he still had to make concessions to the prince at this time, because after all, it was his idiot-like negligence that hurt the family''s young master.


    "What do you think?"


    "Mura, if you really want to wipe out this enemy, then our best is to suppress the whole army. Their resistance will not last long. We can use small forces to repeatedly attack their back team and find a suitable one. Surrounding them. "


    After thinking about it, Murat agreed with the young man''s idea. Although the prince''s thinking was not a tactic, it was more than enough to wipe out the enemy.


    "His Royal Highness!" Lin Zhong heard another voice.


    "Who is it? Sign up!" The guard knight was a little nervous, and the face of the coming person was not very familiar.


    "Tassen''s military ride was mixed with Lieutenant Colonel Sder Berry, First Brigade,"


    "I am His Royal Highness''s attendant. My name is Pals."


    "Let them come." Oscar waved her hand.


    "Hey, Stebery, where did you go, I thought you were summoned by the **** of light!" Oscar made a joke at the famous lance champion of Narcissus County.


    "His Royal Highness, I''m going to protest to you?" Obviously this Steve Berry was right on the head.


    "What''s wrong with me, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel?" Oscar looked strangely at the witty and knightly officer. After a day of getting along, the teenager had regarded the lance champion as a good friend who had nothing to say.


    "His Royal Highness! I want to protest to Major General Murat''s arbitrariness. He ... he didn''t even allow me to participate in this raid. As a result, I watched the soldiers keep falling, but I wiped my gun on the side! "Stebery said, shaking the knight''s spear in his hand.


    "Mura, what''s going on?"


    Murat pouted involuntarily, "His Royal Highness, this is no way to do it. Stebery is not affiliated with my frontier. I have no right to order him to participate in a dangerous offensive. If an accident occurs, I can''t help it. Account to General Fego of the Tarsen Front. "


    "Then let me stare at the battlefield like a goose?"


    "I mean¡­¡­"


    "Okay! My knights!" Oscar immediately stood between them. "Don''t quarrel anymore, I ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry from the Tarson Front to participate in the pursuit as a prince."


    "Follow your orders! Your prince! My spear will not disappoint you!" Sde Berry said as he marched to Oscar.


    "Okay! Pars, my doctor, what are you doing?" Oscar turned to the poison doctor again, but this was his old friend.


    "His Royal Highness, what about the wounded? Our speech is incomprehensible, and communication is very difficult. I can''t treat them." The poison doctor did have a headache for this matter. He wanted to save the lives of those guys because he knew that the Narcissus Knight might Will need some confession, after all, this is war.


    Oscar exchanged glances with Murat and Steve Berry, and the two knights turned their faces away.


    "Pars, who said they will be treated? It''s my gift to send them to the road without pain!" Said Oscar the Little.


    Pals looked at the boy ¡¯s eyes and could n¡¯t help but think of the scene when he was treating the captives of the Ilya mercenaries a few days ago. This poison doctor who did n¡¯t care much about his life could n¡¯t help but shudder. went!


    The horn sounded through the mountains, the knights ignited the corpses of the comrades and enemies, the weather was too hot, the corpses of the comrades could not be saved. The position of the trumpeter was constantly changing, and the knights of different combat units belonged together quickly. Several heralds shouted various orders. The knights gave up all the burdens, including dry food, camps, cookware, horse grass, etc.


    The moon has gradually moved closer to the horizon. The knights embarked on the journey again. They put on the veil of blood that has not yet been wiped off. They picked up the knife and gun that have not been re-polished and covered with cracks. The arrows can still be placed on the bow string. They re-engraved their names on the armor surface where there is no drop of the sword mark. In this way, some people will remember their great achievements even if they are in full battle.


    "Red Tiger!" Murat raised the battle flag.


    "Roar!" The cries of the knights echoed between heaven and earth!


    "flutter!"


    "Roar!"


    The red tiger was running down like flying blood.


    "Bring me to you!" General Figo Anlu Debordi, who jumped from his chair, snatched the emergency communication from the Red Tiger Charger.


    "Come on!" Figo greeted his staff with excitement. "Let''s take a look!"


    The deputy commander of the Tarsen Army first received the battle report from the Red Tiger Division from Fego, and he read it aloud in the hall while carefully pondering.


    The generals of Tarson were not interested in the dead people mentioned in the battle report, they rushed to play the loot sent by the Red Tiger. This is an odd-shaped scimitar. In fact, it should be said to be a boomerang with a scimitar shape. An iron chain about ten meters long connects the handle and the windward end of the boomerang.


    "Sure enough it was assassinating the troops. This is the kind of terror weapon that inexplicably takes the first level on the battlefield." Said an equipment officer. His words were immediately answered by the vast majority of officers, but they were also supplemented by discerning people. Due to the limitation of the blade angle, this weapon must be recovered by means of an iron chain. It cannot fly back automatically like a real boomerang.


    "I said my knights!" Figo knocked on the table. "Please focus your attention here!"


    The officers immediately returned, and they finally realized that there was a group of robbers at home waiting to be dealt with.


    "If I guess right, these Persians are probably waiting for my death, as Major General Murat of the Red Tiger said. Once I was assassinated, then the military must be in chaos. They can find our defense. Weak breakthroughs in one fell swoop, I ca n¡¯t believe that you guys do n¡¯t know how to resist. ¡±


    "General, you can rest assured! Even if you sacrifice, we will continue to fight your last will to the end!" An officer said loudly in the crowd.


    "Damn! I''m just making an analogy! You **** it! Really miss me?" Feige didn''t expect anyone to take it seriously!


    The officers laughed.


    "Okay! That''s the end of the joke!" Fei Ge''s expression was right. "The attempt of the Persians ended in failure again. The results of the Red Tiger not only proved the existence of this assassination force, but also proved Posey. The Sri Lankan attack was entirely for the purpose of assassinating the troops as a cover. Then I believe that their main force has received the news that the mission failed at this time. Since that is the case ... "Fei Gordon paused.


    "Since this shows that they will retreat across the board in a short period of time ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Major General Griffiths, the combat chief of staff, took over the commander.


    "That''s right!" Figo stepped forward and patted Major Griffith''s shoulder. "The old wolf of Mogadishu chose the Nie Nier valley to make a breakthrough to give himself a way out. Once they failed, they The main cavalry army can quickly escape from the open river valley, avoiding the fate of being surrounded by us. "


    "General, what shall we do?" An old soldier walked out of the ranks. "We cannot let them come and go like a tourist, so that I am sorry for the soldiers sacrificed by the three armed forces and three divisions, and the Red Tiger division who thwarted the enemy''s plot The regiment regarded us as soft-foot shrimp. "


    "Of course! Of course!" Fei Ge waved his hands to stop the knights who kept coming forward.


    "What a joke!" Feige whispered in his heart: "My wife and I had a soup at night, and my wife and my honeymoon were also soaked! Fuck me, I hurried back to stab you?


    "Line up, the cavalier generals of the Tassen Front! You are on the battlefield!"


    The dust on the roof fluttered gently with the roar of General Figo Anlu Debordi.

 v37 Chapter 7：

    The bright summer sun shone into the forest, and the ripples were scattered on the dark green leaves. The majestic forest in the mountains was painted with a lazy look, and the afternoon temperature made the tireless birds rest. But suddenly, a large group of **** rose into the air in shock, and the forest immediately became noisy! The **** was coiled in the sky in a cylindrical shape, and suddenly fell to a field not far away between several rises and falls.


    On August 3, 791 of the Lunar Calendar, the narcissus county of the Titanic Empire was blue and clear, and there were no clouds in the sky. This is definitely a day for traveling, but for His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, everything was unbearable.


    "No! Not there!" Little Oscar screamed under a shade in the forest! "Oh Pars! Could you please light it? Oh ... not there! A little more!"


    The poison doctor is a little impatient. The trauma of this unlucky boy is not serious, but the injury of the inner abdomen is not so easy to deal with.


    "My lord, where are you uncomfortable? I think this is a waste of my precious medicinal herbs? Besides, massage does not relieve your pain."


    Oscar scratched his back for a while, and he actually didn''t know where it was hurting.


    "Forget it! Forget it?" The teenager stood up anxiously. An **** knight knew his chances and brought him Ray Shuer for the lord.


    Oscar Jr. jumped on horseback with a grin, and when he did, the kind of crazy pain was more obvious. At this moment he missed the big bed in his mother''s bedroom. He remembered that it was made of red pine wood from the Kingdom of Russia, which is definitely a good thing that can make people fall into deep sleep. What he lacks now is a good night ¡¯s sleep. He and his immediate division chased the fleeing. The enemy has been all day and night.


    "How is it ahead?" His Royal Highness asked a leader on the side.


    "His Royal Highness, it is still unclear. Commander Murat personally led the seventh chase squad on the road. Maybe they will be the last chasing team, but maybe we need the eighth and ninth teams. I may not know the end. What kind of attack can stop the Persians! "


    Oscar looked at the hill ahead, and shook his head carelessly, "I don''t want to know the situation of the Persians because they are destined to die here."


    "Yes, Your Highness! But we will also pay a considerable price. Those Persians are not just going around the road, but picking up the dangerous mountain paths that can''t develop the cavalry formation at all. Judging by the short soldiers, there is still a gap between our knights and those guys in fighting. Although I do n¡¯t want to admit, this is true. "


    The boy patted the head of the red tiger leader, "Yeah! However, when the casualties and labor accumulated to a certain extent, they would always give up."


    "I hope so." The head of the cavalry nodded with a wry smile, waiting for the enemy''s own collapse, this is no way.


    At around noon, the Oak Fortress at 70 miles outside Wallercouchen, the headquarters of the Tarsen Front Army, showed a hustle and bustle of soldiers under the city. The cavalry troops filled the horses with heavy leather outside the arches of the fortress. Although the horses of the Narcissus Knights had received rigorous training, there were still some guys who liked to walk alone and refused to wear an armor at a high temperature of 40 degrees. The knights need to take some patience to persuade their partners, so if you see a knight whispering to his horse, do n¡¯t be surprised. It ¡¯s because the knight is exchanging opinions with his comrades.


    The officer in charge of combat equipment opened the fortress basement, and he organized soldiers to move out bundles of arrows, and delivered these brand new bows to each combatant according to their shares.


    The archers in the narcissus knights are notoriously picky and notoriously fierce! But if you want to be accurate, you must first have a good bow.


    The first thing an archer does after receiving the bow and arrow is to check the bow''s relaxation rate. Usually, we can see their arms by checking the effect of the arrow after the bow and arrow. The guy who adjusts the bow string extremely tightly is generally a sniper. Only the sniper will require the strength and rate of fire that can penetrate the steel armor; the guy who adjusts the bow string sparsely is generally a member of the bow and arrow phalanx. When the group fired, they demanded that the arrows be thrown high, and then let the bows and arrows fall quickly. To achieve this indiscriminate attack, the bowstrings must be loosened to make the arrows dance in the wind; the guy who moderated the bowstrings is undoubtedly from the rangers, because They must scatter, and they must ensure the accuracy of the bow and arrow.


    The most important weapon of the lance unit is naturally a three-meter-long bayonet. This weapon is extremely heavy and the cost is extremely expensive. The combatant officer looked at the knights distressedly until these knights chose to take advantage of them. Until the gun.


    The best thing to pass is the swordman! The weapons in the hands of these guys are the easiest to break, because after each battle, the swords and soldiers in the hands of these people have been considered scrapped, as long as they are re-invested in the furnace and a new pair of similar quality can be dealt with, just like a knife As the axemen themselves said, "No matter how long he is, how wide or narrow he is, how thick or thin he is, as long as he has a sharp blade!"


    The knives and axemen who got the weapons gathered on the open space on the west side of the fortress. They were arranged in a scattered formation, but if you look closely, you will find that there are obviously several "groups" in the scattered team. The soldiers in "subconsciously gathered together," the number of "groups" does not seem to be fixed, some are a few, some are a dozen, and some are even dozens. In the chaotic battlefield, the sword and axe warriors in the melee battle use the "group" as the combat unit to carry out cooperative attacks.


    These knights who checked the combat gear in the fortress empty ground were the soldiers of the first and second riding mixed brigade of the Tassen Front. They were secretly drawn from Wallerkusen last night. These two brigades have higher than division-level troops. At the time of its full establishment, it was a battle column of 10,000 people. The first thing they did after they arrived at the Oak Fortress was rest. The knights were exhausted after the night march. Because the Oak Fortress did not have enough space to provide them with dormitories, many knights wrapped their blankets and slept together. In the aisle of the fortress bunker. But the weather was so hot that the knights did not suffer much.


    Like all elite troops, these knights under the direct brigade of General Fego Anlu Debordi knew that if it was really time to send them to the war, then they must face a battle Fierce battle. So the knights are preparing meticulously, filling the food bags of the war horses, wiping the essential oils again for their combat gear, and praying again for their lives and their loved ones. When all this is over, they are at ease, they stare at their chief, and when the order comes, they can rush towards the enemy without fear.


    General Figo Anlu Depoti stood under the arch of a large house in the fortress, and in front of him were officers of the front.


    "Please send your orders to your team as follows!" Fei Ge glanced at his high-level knights eagerly.


    "One, be sure to meet the Third Army before the withdrawal of the Persians to the border by 10:00 a.m. on August 4; second, the troops must enter the scheduled offensive position by 2:00 p.m. on August 4; three The most important point is that this is not a battle of annihilation. We do n¡¯t need to entangle with the enemies who have committed crimes. All I want is a neat counterattack. The purpose is to digest some of the enemies ¡¯living power and let them know that they are not in vain. A game ... "


    Speaking of which, the officers in front of Figo couldn''t help laughing.


    "Okay! Okay!" Figo waved. "That''s it, is there any problem?"


    "Some general!" A general with a major general on his shoulders and a Paladin with a chest pendant shouted aloud. "General, how do we fight? Is the group attacking or taking turns by the number of troops?"


    "If this is the battlefield, is there any other problem?" Fei Yang raised his whip.


    "I have another question!" Griffith Jr. stood up again. "Aren''t you making arrangements for the Red Tiger Division? They dealt with a group of extremely unusual enemies."


    Feige nodded, "That''s right, Griffiths, the Red Tiger is really dealing with a difficult bone, but that depends on their digestive capacity in the gastrointestinal tract, I guess the problem is not big, and I My little brother is rarely involved in combat, so let ¡¯s see what the kid can do, and then if I help the Red Tiger, do n¡¯t say my little brother will feel lost, Murat, the guy who likes to nag I''m afraid it will never end. "


    The generals of the Tassen army could n¡¯t help but shake their heads when they heard the name Murat. They still knew the famous commander in charge. If anything provided Murat with truth, then do n¡¯t think about your ears. Clean.


    "Little Griffiths, you reminded me one thing!" Figo looked at his young combat staff and couldn''t help being a little fascinated. He thought of his prince''s brother again, "So, go for a trip Red Tiger Division, if their affairs have been dealt with, I invite them to come to the battlefield to take a look on my behalf. "


    "It''s a general! But we have lost contact with the Red Tiger for a day, and their pursuit is progressing very quickly. The scout finally said that they disappeared with the Persians in the mountains southwest of Wallerkusen."


    "Such ..." Fei Ge pondered, he didn''t want his brother to miss a wonderful offensive and defensive battle. "I''ll give you a cavalry reconnaissance team, you will chase the red tiger''s hoof, I believe it will always come across."


    Griffith Jr. wanted to stick out his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow and follow a team in the mountains.


    "It''s a general, and I will certainly convey your message to His Royal Highness." Griffith Jr. said the same thing.


    Figo nodded, "So ... let''s go! The Persians are waiting for us!"


    In the tall tower of the Oak Fortress, a trumpeter blew the horn, and a low trumpet sound descended from the sky to the ground, the officer''s password rang, the knight''s cries rang, and the horse''s hiss rang. The entire fortress suddenly turned into a pot of boiling water, and everything seemed to be tumbling.


    At dusk, the quiet mountain forest was bathed in dazzling fuchsia evening glow. When the fire clouds spread randomly to the west sky, the whole earth seemed to stand still. Everything sighed at sunset, and only the diligent birds were still there. Wandering around for food.


    The knight in the mountain raised the fireworks for evening cooking, and in a secluded depression, several sparse fire heads scattered the smoky gray smoke into the sky above the forest. The barbecue game and the aroma of the vegetable soup mixed together, making the tired knight salivating. Delicious flavor.


    This is the temporary residence of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights. The soldiers who pursued the pursuit mission still did not return. The knights gathered in twos and threes at the stove pit anxiously waiting for their news. The strength and perseverance of the Persian assassination forces have completely exceeded the imagination of these narcissus knights. After a day-and-night battle, although the number of enemies in this group has less than a dozen people, they are still fighting for The knights caused casualties.


    "Come back!" The camp suddenly boiled! The sentinel at the height of the hill sent back good news.


    "I''m back! It''s the thirteenth chasing squad!" The knights said as they greeted the entrance of the camp. They noticed that even the close-fitting servants of the distinguished boy of the family had caught up.


    "Is it all back?"


    "Yeah! They are lucky! There is no loss!"


    The knights were sincerely happy for the safe return of their comrades, and the thirteenth squad also brought good news. Those Persians were unable to clear the traces left when they fled, and they no longer made traps and arrow pits. Waiting for the killing tools, now they no longer even send people to ambush, I believe they have completely put their minds on escape!


    "Is it time?"


    "Yes! Take advantage of him! Let him die!"


    "Yeah! We have sacrificed a squadron of knights! To recover their blood debt for them!"


    "We should attack across the board!"


    The knights talked eloquently, and they also rang the shield and fastened the bow and arrow.


    "Don''t mind, the guys outside are all rectums." Murat smiled kindly at His Royal Highness, leaning on the hammock.


    "Yes, of course! I like them like this." Oscar nodded. "Are we really going to attack across the board now? It seems not yet the time, I always feel that this group of Persians will not give up easily, not to mention that they have an extremely distinguished character in their escape team."


    "Do you think so too?" Murat dragged a small chair and he sat next to His Royal Highness.


    "His Royal Highness, I also think that these guys still have n¡¯t given up, do n¡¯t look at how they made a breakthrough, but according to the recent reports of the Cavaliers who participated in the raids, they did n¡¯t see the characters who were more stubborn. There is reason to believe that the guys with the best skills are hidden, and I even suspect that they will conduct a counterattack against us! A decisive counterattack! "


    "Counterattack?" Oscar confused. "You mean that they still have the power to counterattack? Can they do it with their current strength?"


    Murat shook his head, this is what he was most worried about! "Your Highness, first of all, we do n¡¯t quite know how much spare power they still have. We only judged that they still have thirty to forty people based on the various traces on the mountain road. After one day and one night of chasing, we dispatched 13 chases. The truncation team only killed half of them, and the trickiest thing is that no matter how I arrange the enclosure, these guys can always find a gap. "


    Oscar didn''t know why these thirty or forty Persians could still resist after being chased by more than two thousand narcissus knights. He didn''t want to believe it, but it was again true.


    "Could it be that we used the wrong method?" Oscar asked Murat carefully, and he regretted the proposal to organize the team.


    "No, our method is not wrong." Murat shook his head. "It''s impossible to deploy all of our troops in this kind of mountain. Not only will our actions be constrained, but more will be created for the enemy. The chance of escape. The pursuit team is successful. They fall behind the enemy and continue to harass, and they also provide data and intelligence for the follow-up troops. If it is not our pursuit team that takes turns to bite the enemy, rely on those The skill of the guy, I''m afraid they have returned to their bed at this time! "


    "Then what should we do now? The enemy''s resistance has weakened, but I dare not say something. Am I some mother-in-law?" Oscar Jr. doubted himself. He was still troubled by the problem, which is why The troops with more than two thousand people have no choice but to endure the small enemies who are on the verge of collapse.


    "You must know that caution and cowardice are two different things. My prince, your thinking is based on prudence. This is true. If it is not your suggestion, I think our knights will pay more sacrifices. And this enemy is probably out of our control. "Murat seemed to praise this young prince for the first time.


    "Really?" Oscar''s complexion turned out better.


    "of course."


    Oscar stared at Murat for a moment, and he felt as if power had begun to accumulate in the body again. The teenager rolled over from the hammock and he grabbed the handle of the scimitar.


    "Mura, my teacher, it seems that we must do something!"


    "Yes, Your Highness!" Murat smiled and opened the curtain for the boy. "And I have prepared my Highness Prince for you!"


    All the knights of the Red Tiger Division who did not perform the pursuit mission were gathered in the camp. They all had their eyes widened and their ears stretched out. They were afraid that they might have heard a word wrong.


    "... Sergeant Gore Siston of the Ranger Regiment, Sergeant Merrius, the sniper archer of the Bow and Arrow Brigade, Captains Cairodi and Lieutenant Shawn of the Heavy Cavalry Regiment, and Rodiste of the Fighting Corps Sergeant, Sergeant Buhossing, Captain Raleigh, Commander of the Cavalry of the Division, Colonel Alcon, Paladin ... "Murat reviewed the list again after reading a long list of names.


    "Then ... the officers and men mentioned above are invited to join. The fourteenth squadron is composed of you, the commander is me, the deputy commander is Colonel Aleksandr, the royal prince and the German from the Tassen side. Lieutenant Colonel Berry oversees the war. Any questions? "


    "No!" The knights who were named by the name screamed.


    "Okay! Check your combat gear in five minutes, and set off in eight minutes! Quick! My boys! Take action!" Murat said, clapping his palms.


    The knights swarmed to their tents in a swarm of bees. They clearly knew that the fourteenth pursuit team gathered the strongest elite of all divisions and divisions, and it seemed that the time for the decisive battle had finally arrived.


    Murat dragged the little prince to squat on the ground, and he drew a sketch that the little prince couldn''t understand. The deputy commander of the squad, Colonel Alcon, the paladin, also got together, and he and the Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury of the Tarson Front formed a circle from left to right.


    "We are here," Murat put a small stone at a point on the sketch. "And ... the Persians are in this area and continue to move eastward toward the ridge."


    The commander of the cavalry, Colonel Aleksandr, fully understood the commander''s intention, all this was just to explain the little prince.


    "His Royal Highness, our nine interception squads are scattered around the enemy." Paladin Aleksandr draws a circle on both sides of the stone representing the Persians, "but this does not mean that we have surrounded them, in order to avoid Unnecessary losses, their task is only to limit the movement of the enemy and contain possible breakthroughs. "


    "Doesn''t it allow them to shrink the enclosing net a little more now?" Oscar looked at the picture and then the Red Tiger''s cavalry commander who was in charge of the charge.


    "Um ... I need to listen to Master Murat."


    Murat slowly shook his head after a moment of contemplation, "No, all our current actions are based on not being hit hard and destroying the enemy. There is no need to win when the victory is about to be divided. Putting pressure on the enemy, I''m afraid they will make some crazy moves when they see our army press on the whole line. "


    "Well, there is a possibility." The paladin Aleksandr Colonel could not help but nod. "Our manpower is not enough to block the mountainous area. Once the group of Persians choose one direction to break through, or improve it. We are unable to accomplish the goal of complete annihilation because of zero scattered breakouts. "


    "Yeah, yes." Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury participated in several pursuit attacks, but there was a problem he had not yet understood, "Why didn''t the enemy choose to reduce to zero? In this way, the chance of survival is not more Is it bigger? There will always be someone who succeeds.


    "No!" Oscar shook his head. "The black belt warrior was badly injured. It is estimated that he can''t even hold the knife, and there is a distinguished woman in their team. The people who gave up, so they chose to break through the team, because if it is reduced to zero, these two people will definitely be stopped by us. "


    "So ... attack!" Murat and the little prince glanced at each other.


    "That''s right, let''s attack!" Osne Anru Moreset raised his head excitedly.


    The sun is about to take away the last fiery after dusk, and the whole world gradually turns into a dark reddish brown dim. At the end of the bird''s last flight, countless nocturnal creatures generally start to appear.


    The mountains were peaceful and quiet, with no wind or pleasing sound. The wild bees are still struggling for the last drop of nectar of the day. As they flew over the war horse''s head, the horrible buzzing made the extremely sensitive war horse startled with cold hair. There are countless dangers hidden in the tall grass of the jungle, just like the mud cave under the 100-year-old tree, where the most dangerous animal in Narcissus County-the grizzly bear! Even the bravest knight is unwilling to disturb this beast when he goes on tour.


    The grizzly has just eaten a sweet honey, and it is very satisfied with the attack of the wild bees. The thorns of these weak flying insects moderately tickled it. Of course, the grizzly does not know that only the whole forest is so light. Vision offensive.


    The Red Tiger Division ¡¯s fourteenth squadron carefully bypassed the Grizzlies ¡¯territory. They followed the scolding knight ¡¯s mark on the tree trunk and bluestone. The knights did not speak a tacit understanding. They all I know that it is getting closer and closer to the last battlefield.


    There are no roads in the mountains, and the scenery is roughly the same, but it is not difficult for the narcissus knight. The scouts have erected signs at every important turn. This sign is actually an arrow nailed together with wooden strips. Where to point, where is the way forward.


    Murat concealed himself completely under the mask of the steel battle armor. He looked at the sky that was about to fall into darkness, and looked at the flash of light in the depths of the forest.


    Commander Red Tiger raised the shield, and a ringing arrow flew from the forest, and almost instantly saw it inserted on the shield. Murat removed the kraft paper tied to the arrow, which listed the latest round of the enemy''s activities. The master teacher did not see any expression after watching it. He just lifted the iron hand and waved it forward with two strong strokes. Needless to say, the knights raised their whips and accelerated their pace.


    It is a very dangerous thing to ride a horse in the mountain forest. The best rider in the daffodil knight does not dare to run the horse without care, because the mountain forest is full of too many accidents, no matter what kind of training, the knights The war horses still can''t get rid of their timid nature. A big rock or a beast that suddenly burst out of the grass can scare the war horse to half death, and most of the horsemen will not have good results at this time.


    The knights of the fourteenth chasing team carefully controlled the speed of the mount. They urged the warhorse to jump over the gully, jump over the boulders, and bypass the broken wood. The knights of this squad do not have a complete formation. They are almost random shuttles in the mountains, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that most of the knights on the outside are carrying fighting blades, and they carry all kinds of crossbows. The knights moved closer to each other.


    Oscar does not have excellent equestrian skills, and although his Messenger scoffs at the guy running in front of him, the little master keeps pulling the reins constantly.


    "Are we going to fall behind in this way?" Oscar was a little anxious, but he still didn''t dare to let Rethel''s speed.


    "Your Highness, your worries are justified, but this is something that can''t be helped. We don''t have to chase down the knights who have spent most of their lives on horseback. You should still consider your own safety." Lieutenant Colonel Sdeberry comforted the young man.


    "Oh yes, but it''s frustrating." Oscar said while gently stroking Moresul''s black satin nape.


    Lieutenant Colonel Sderberry watched the last member of the pursuit team disappear into the trees in front of him, and the javelin champion did not hesitate to sigh, "To be honest, His Royal Highness, this is really uncomfortable. Happy! But everything is for safety, let''s go slowly! "


    "Is this the only way, isn''t it?" Oscar grunted angrily. Actually, he didn''t know that he had done a good job. Know that superb equestrian is not a day''s achievement. Besides, the little prince''s mount is still the weirdest in the western mainland The most difficult kind to control.


    There are a total of twelve narcissus knights under His Royal Highness, including seven fighting knights, three archers, a sniper, and a knight who is qualified as a trainee paladin. They are now watching the surroundings cautiously, strictly in accordance with The guards marched forward, and every knight was given fixed duties, just like Sergeant Monger. As a fighter responsible for guarding the team''s waist, Monger stepped back three steps like a fox.


    Suddenly a rope hung down from above the bushes, and Munger turned back again. The rope lifted the tall knight from the horse''s back. Without any sound, the neck bone hanging by Munger was instantly twisted into powder. The war horse felt a little unusual, but the Benz guy who lost his owner and did not know what happened had to follow the horse ahead.


    On the left side of the team are two muscular fighting knights, one with a broad blade and a large sword, and the other with a gun in the pocket hanging on the side of the horse. The two knights did not feel anything unusual, but they heard the blowpipes often used by the Persians when they attacked almost at the same time!


    That''s too late! When they turned their heads, it was too late! Two poisonous needles only four centimeters long have penetrated their carotid arteries. The toxin paralyzed their central nerves at an indescribable rate. The knight is still sitting on the horse. Even their companions cannot see life at a glance. The passage of time.


    "His Royal Highness, would you mind introducing me to your strong-handed servant?" Lieutenant Colonel Stebery suddenly thought of the mysterious person who claimed to be "Blizzard". He didn''t know whether the name was nickname or name.


    "Have you never heard of him?" Oscar was a little surprised. "Weird! I thought people would be shocked by his name! At first, the boy Camille Ray Allen was scared when he heard Blizzard''s name. Run away without going back! "


    "Blizzard? Is it really famous?" Stapley thought about it for a while. "But it should be. If it weren''t for the skill and tracking ability of this Mr. Blizzard, we might have lost it long ago. Do you know? In fact, there is only such a scout, and the other ones are nothing more than messengers responsible for sending messages. "


    "I know," Oscar nodded, and he was surprised that the Persians could not get rid of the killer king''s tracking.


    "Dori!" Lin Zhong suddenly heard the cry of a knight!


    Oscar turned back subconsciously, and saw that the knight on the outermost side of the team scraped on a branch, and the knight was so inexplicably planted from the horse! All the knights were stunned by this sudden situation, but the dull time was only one second!


    "The enemy ... attack!" The knight who was the first to cry out was also the first to suffer, his voice cut alive by a machete!


    Oscar stared at the flying scimitar in a daze! After he felt a tense atmosphere, his raysur couldn''t help but wander in place.


    "Protect Your Highness!"


    "Collect formation!"


    The screams of the knights ripped open the quiet mountain forest, the sky seemed to sink suddenly, and the woodland where the time was stained with blood had become extremely slow.


    Oscar pulled out the machete, and Stey Berry showed off his rifle. They were still calm, but they didn''t find out where the attack came from!


    The sniper in the team finally found a hider. When the arrow he sent made a humanoid object covered with leaves fall from the tree, the whole forest was boiling!


    The roar of the Persians suddenly sounded, as if they appeared in front and back of the guard team out of thin air! Oscar has completely forgotten to think. What the young boy saw was a sharp chain knife flying all over the sky.


    "Is this a counterattack?" Oscar groaned, and it was really targeted! He managed to raise the scimitar monograph and stared at the direction of the enemy''s attack.


    The teenager felt a little bit powerless! Just when he hit the sixth chain knife! Eyes are not enough, because the attack came from all directions. Oscar had no time to be distracted, but he could still hear the palpitating screams made by the knights on the verge of death.


    "The deadliest killer usually comes from behind!" Oscar never forgot the teachings of the king of the killer. At this moment, his perception can easily capture the figure rising behind him.


    The juvenile scimitar was waiting there, but the situation changed again at this time. The two arrows attacked from the left and right sides at high speed. The opponent was a battle-stricken assassination unit. You can take advantage of it!


    Oscar sighed in his heart. He had considered countless possible solutions in a flash, but each one could not get rid of his own killer.


    The arrow came dazzlingly, and the teenager''s scimitar struck it accurately, but Oscar immediately fell into doubt. Why didn''t the heavy damage to be suffered behind him arrive as scheduled? Immediately! When blood was sprayed on the neck of the teenager, everything seemed to be over!


    "Stebery!" Oscar supported the bayonet champion who was about to fall. He saw the champion empty-handed, and his abdomen was deeply swayed by a sharp, narrow bladed scimitar.


    "Stebery ..." The teenager was completely lost. Was it all for him?


    "His Royal Highness!" The pure black figure appeared on the battlefield, almost in an instant, the shouting was over, and the tragic call stopped. Blizzard stood alone among the grass, and the long sword in his hand was full of blood.


    "I seem to be late?"


    "No! Damn it! Now is not the time to say this!" Oscar knows that the danger has been lifted ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Once Blizzard appears, the danger is no longer a danger. The teenager began to scream like crazy: "Come here, Blizzard! Oh my god! Quickly do something for Studbury!"


    "His Royal Highness ..." Stapley''s face seemed to be emptied of blood, and he rolled a large bead of sweat on his forehead. He could feel alive from his body, "Hah! Highness ... That guy thought There is no defense behind you! "


    "Yes! Yes!" Oscar smiled, but he knew he was crying in his heart. "Yes! Dear Steve, you are my last line of defense. I won''t allow you to cross this way."


    "Of course ... Your Highness ... I''m five consecutive Steve Berry ... although I only shot one shot!" Steve Berry''s eyes gradually loosened, and he stared at the tail of his gun.


    Oscar looked over, and the lance of the lance champion nailed the Persian who had sneaked from behind to the tree.


    "Really ... really ... a good shot!" His Royal Highness prince shuddered, holding the dying narcissus knight.


    (In a word, the speed of lifting the ban is a bit slow, I''m sorry public readers, but the new moon is very slow, so please bear with me! Thanks!)

 v37 Chapter 8：

    In the middle of the forest, in the shadow that is hard to see, a rat is jumping, its forelimb holding a peach core tightly, as if cautious as if it were its enemy all over the world.


    Moonlight leaves only a little light at the very top of the treetops in the jungle. There is no wind in the sky, only thick clouds, and the temperature is desperate. It seems that all the scenes are heralding ominous.


    The weather was so hot that the corpses on the battlefield could not be saved at all. The Red Tiger''s narcissus knight performed a simple cremation ceremony for Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury Gorfrid, the deputy brigade of the first brigade of the Tarson side. The priests attending the ceremony were the priest of the army, His Royal Highness Prince Osnie, Major General Murat, Commander of the Red Tiger, and several entourages of the prince.


    Stapley lay peacefully on a pile of dry leaves. No one intended to see his expression clearly. He was now a sacrificed school officer. The prince took the torch in the hands of Major General Murat, and the famous Anlu child sent a ride for the family knight.


    "The **** of light in the sky! Use your open heart and kind heart to accept this warrior from Narcissus County ..." The priest chanted the prayer in a low voice, knowing that no one cared about what he said because of this The prayer has been used more than ten million times, and the narcissus knight has long remembered it.


    The sound of burning twigs burning the tree branches upset the Prince, and the young boy looked down at his feet. There was the armor and lances used by Lieutenant Colonel Sidberg before his death. This is the ancient God Folly of Narcissus County. Family heirloom. Now, this set of combat gear is going to be sent back to the family to welcome the new heir, and this heir will also continue the fate of the unchanging centuries in this century.


    The highest lance player of the Narcissus Knights has won the championship for five consecutive years, but he only shot one shot on the battlefield, but this shot is the one that decides the victory or defeat. The soldiers of the Red Tiger Knights believe this No doubt. Of course, His Royal Highness thought so too, but it was this recognition that gave the teenager a mood that had never been seen before, and many years later, Osne. The feeling of being so frustrated that he can''t even lift his head is called guilt.


    "Report!" Suddenly, the sudden voice broke into the cremation ceremony.


    Both the prince and the Red Tiger commander turned their heads.


    "It is reported that His Royal Highness the Prince and Division Chief, the Fifth Scout Detachment found the gathering place for the deaths and injuries of the Persians at six miles ahead.


    The prince and the Red Tiger teacher nodded.


    "His Royal Highness, Commander-in-chief ..." The correspondent who had reported the situation was hesitant.


    "Is there anything else?" Murat frowned impatiently.


    "I ... I am waiting for an order."


    "Death to death, live treatment, concentrated detention! Is this still a question?"


    "Yes!" The soldiers turned their heads away like an amnesty, and the soldiers who got the news knew that his Highness and their commander-in-law at this time were absolutely unprovoked.


    "Wait!" Oscar sighed heavily at the still-burning "Stebery". "Is there a woman in that gathering place?"


    The signal soldier shook his head blankly.


    Oscar couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that the princess was out of danger. The teenager didn''t seem to want the girl to be hurt.


    Murat told the guards to lead the horses, and the crowd kept away from the fire.


    "Are you blaming yourself?" Murat saw the boy who was high on the horse, saying nothing.


    "Alright, but I don''t know." Oscar said honestly. "I know that is Stebery''s responsibility, but he shouldn''t die here. He should charge like a real champion and use a rifle to pick down every enemy who appears in front of him."


    "It''s really good." Murat suddenly laughed, which made the teenager stare at him in surprise.


    "But Your Highness, do you know? There are times when we are not able to decide something, so this is not your fault, nor the fault of the Persians. The fault is that Steve Berry was lighted by God at this time Called. For the narcissus knight, this may not be a relief. "


    "Relief?" Oscar was puzzled again. "Does the narcissus knight also hope to be released?"


    "Of course, no one likes war." Murat''s face suddenly became as dull as the night sky.


    "I like it!" Figo Anlu Debordi rubbed his hands excitedly. After a night of rushing, his two brigades were very close to the scheduled battlefield, and according to the current situation, various factors should be considered quite favorable for him.


    "Do you know? I like this defensive posture. If the Persians still adopt this posture before sunset tomorrow, then I am sure to leave half of them on the Hetao Plain." Er Gongzi pointed the direction on the map Even the eyes are shining.


    "Is it a triangle scorpion formation?" An old soldier with an old age approached the young commander. "Uh ... the main cavalry army leaned back in the middle of the battlefield, a brigade on the left wing leaned forward, and a brigade on the right wing leaned deep into the battlefield. Is there any flaw?"


    "No!" Figo simply raised the candlestick in the tabernacle. The thick fire candle shone the whole map red. "Look here, if the scouts'' eyes are not blind, then they should have noticed this too. The main cavalry army in Mogadishu is too far behind, giving the feeling of being completely outside the battlefield, There is even a mountain beam between them and their left wing. In other words, this old wolf did not plan to come with us at all, they would withdraw from the battlefield at any time. "


    "And the brigade on its left wing should be a deliberately thrown bait. The Maharajas of Mogadishu must think that we will be the most advanced offensive left wing."


    "Chiat! My old man, you are right!" Figo confirmed his deputy. "It seems that they intend to sacrifice the left wing, and then break it from the right wing, and their main cavalry army can retreat back to the border with great swing."


    "Can''t let them run like this!"


    "Yes! General! Give orders!"


    "Okay! Okay!" Fei Ge stopped the clamor of the army officers loudly. "Of course we will not let them do so, so ... first hit the left wing."


    "what?"


    "why?"


    "General, is this not the calculation of the enemy?"


    Feige glanced at his officer group, and he found that only a few people showed thoughtful expressions, and as for the others ... Feige shook his head, and the guy who did n¡¯t understand his brain would be eliminated on the battlefield sooner or later, just I hope they will not take the lives of the soldiers into it.


    "Isn''t it right?" Figo once again stopped the clamor of the officers. "Do you want to directly attack the opponent''s main camp from the center of the battlefield? In this way, you will be attacked by the enemy''s left and right wings. So we can only use the most secure offensive means, first use the superior strength to completely dismantle the left wing, and then try other things. "


    "Okay, follow my orders!" Figo didn''t want to waste any more words.


    "Legal!" The star officer in the big account drank the export order.


    Fei Ge straightened his face, "I order! The 1st and 2nd Regiment of the Front''s Army mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry from the south side of the battlefield; the second and 1st Regiment mixed the first and second regiments of the Cavalry, you The ministry will burst into the enemy''s left from the north side of the battlefield. "


    "When the four cavalry regiments of our front began to pursue the enemy ¡¯s left wing troops, the general reserve team of the front army should join the infantry team of the first and second cavalry mixed brigades and quickly occupy the mountain beam that the enemy ¡¯s left wing guarded. Assault on the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "The second and third divisions of the Third Army under the Front Army are responsible for containing the right-wing enemies. They must trap them in the battlefield so that they cannot cope with the central force."


    General Chiat, deputy commander of the Tarsen Army, silently wrote down the command of the commander in chief. He felt the need to raise his concerns.


    "Commander-in-Chief, will our four cavalry regiments encounter the interception of the main enemy cavalry when attacking from both sides of the battlefield? You see, their attack position is very risky, that is to say, they have exposed their waist ribs to enemy."


    "No," Figo shook his head. "I noticed one thing, hasn''t it been a whole day? The Persians neither attacked nor retreated in our territory, which is very abnormal! They ... they seem to It ¡¯s waiting for someone or something, so I stick to my claim that the main cavalry army in Mogadishu will never take the initiative to attack. They are mainly for safe retreat. "


    "But ... but our attacking forces are about the same number as the Persians! I can''t guarantee that the frontal assault can hit the enemy hard." Chiat was still a little worried.


    "Of course," Feige shrugged indifferently. "I think we can only eat the enemy''s left wing, and neither the general reserve team nor the third army will get any discounts. But ... Did everyone forget the second army?"


    Chiat''s expression turned into a sudden enlightenment, while Figo raised his eyebrows in complacency.


    "Second Army of the Frontier Army!"


    "General Hayman Yuplan, the commander-in-chief of the communications officer of the Second Army of the Front, accepted the order."


    "Okay, go back and tell General Hyman, give up the enemy in front, and quickly return to the area of ??the Nie Nier Valley. Please remember that his task is to stop the retreat of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu ..."


    Figo stopped suddenly, and he thought for a moment, looking sideways, "So, let General Hayman do his best, he understands what I mean."


    After speaking, Feige looked at the thoughtful Chiat and saw that his deputy nodded, agreeing to his combat policy. However, this combat expert known for being cautious and cautious also has his own considerations. Fei Ge ¡¯s operational intention is nothing more than trying to kill as many enemies as possible. If I really want to retain the main cavalry army of Mogadishu, I am afraid that all the front forces must be mobilized power.


    "That''s it," Figo saluted his officers, and then announced that this brief military discussion could be over.


    Light rain falls in the mountains. Although Narcissus County is deep inland, the rainfall in the mountains and hills is very rich in summer. The rain accumulates on the large-leaf shrubs, and when the leaves can no longer bear the weight of the rain, they slam into the grass on the ground.


    There was no light in the dark, and the torches of the knights swayed like fireflies in the rain. They fumbled forward in the forest. Although the enemy no longer exists, the pursuit of the past two days still made the Red Tiger soldiers. We have a lingering fear. For them, being able to defeat powerful enemies is certainly worth the excitement, but the will and strength displayed by the enemies also make the daffodil knight rarely show fear.


    His Highness the Prince and the officers of his immediate division saw the remaining Persians in a depression. These powerful enemies had no threat at this time. They lay prostrate on the ground, after the wounds washed by rain It has been infected and emits the odor that only the corpse has.


    Nineteen! There are only nineteen Persians who survived this gathering place! The knights looked at the 19 enemies that caused them countless losses one by one, but I do n¡¯t know why, at this time, the narcissus knight could no longer show hostility to the enemies lying down on the ground. They approached carefully and moved the enemy prisoners carefully. The weapon was carefully checked for the wounds of the enemy prisoners. In short, everything was done in silence.


    Oscar squatted down in front of the enemy leader. He wiped the black belt warrior with a handkerchief covered with rain and **** faces.


    The black belt samurai opened his eyes slowly. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at the scimitar in his hand. The samurai wanted to say something, but his words turned into a severe cough.


    "Pars, Pars! Hurry up and show him." Oscar called his doctor a little anxiously. He didn''t understand it. He didn''t seem to want the top master among the natural enemies to die like this.


    The big guy Gordo got together sometime, he wanted to take a good look at this tough guy, he knew it was definitely a tough guy, a heroic figure.


    "His Royal Highness, it''s useless. This guy has been hammering me alive. It is estimated that his entire inner abdomen has shifted. I really don''t know how he has supported it to now!" Xiao Ge said while shaking his head.


    "Is that true?" The teenager turned to the poison doctor.


    Sure enough, Pars, who had checked the injury for the samurai, shook his head.


    Oscar the little sighed, and he crouched in front of the samurai again. "Can you talk?"


    The samurai nodded softly. "But ... what?"


    Little Oscar suddenly speechless, yes! Say something?


    "Why are we doing this?" Oscar knew his question was rather wishful, and he felt that the knights around him seemed dull.


    "Why?" The warrior''s dull eyes suddenly flashed. "I''m glad someone from the Anlu family thinks so."


    "Have you ever thought about it?" Oscar looked forward.


    "I thought about it, but I do n¡¯t know, no matter why, I was born a warrior, I believe you Anlu too."


    Oscar was dumb again, "Anlu is the chosen warrior"! This is the credo that he has been deeply aware of since childhood.


    "It seems that we all have no choice."


    "Yes, neither my true **** nor your gods give us choices."


    "So ... don''t mind if I give you another ride? I think ... you don''t have to endure the pain anymore." The teenager crossed his machete across his chest. He learned from his coachman that the true God of the Persians did not allow his believers to be suicide, and this kind of thing usually had to be borrowed from others.


    "If it''s you ... I''m honored," Sure enough, the Black Belt Samurai closed his eyes.


    Oscar raised her machete, and the boy''s mouth murmured words that the Narcissus Knight could not understand. The knight was a little nervous. They clenched the weapons in their hands, fearing that the enemies on the ground who had already caught their hands would jump again.


    "You are very considerate." The black belt warrior who had closed his eyes and waiting to die said this again. He had just awakened, and one of the natural enemies in front of him was singing a prayer for the true God for him.


    "Thank you!" Oscar was a little surprised.


    "If your surname is not Anlu, maybe our Highness Princess Akhraina will be fascinated by you." After the Black Belt Warrior said, he also laughed at his thoughts, a Persian princess and an Anlu family Nephew, is this possible?


    "Oh?" Obviously, the joke of the black belt samurai interested the teenager extremely. "Her name is Ahraina? This is a beautiful name! Are you really sure she will be fascinated by me?"


    "Of course!" The black-faced black belt samurai, who had always been expressionless, smiled even with his eyes. "You are a noble of noble origin, you made a good knife, you took off the veil of the princess in a fair fight, if you add these together, our high princess is already your wife!"


    "But ... but I come from natural enemy Anlu." The boy''s longing and memories of the girl disappeared in a flash.


    "Yeah ... My Royal Highness Princess comes from the natural enemy Persis." The tone of the Black Belt Samurai also dimmed.


    "You guys are still endless?" Murat was really impatient! He didn''t know when these two guys would talk!


    Oscar and the Black Belt Samurai smiled at each other, and they were indeed wordy.


    "Then ... the true God is with you!" His Royal Highness raised the scimitar again.


    "Yes, the true God is with me." The samurai''s eyes closed forever.


    The rain is still falling, and it seems to be getting bigger gradually. The brown woods had begun to shimmer with a dim, emerald green luster; some tiny narcissus buds were scattered on both sides of the mountain path. With the careful watering of the rain, I believe they will bloom as pure as a girl in the morning.


    The sky is dull black, the sky is very low, and it is like a big mountain. The vast, inaccessible mountain forest stretched far away in the rain and looked forward, as if craving for a larger territory. Rain sounded in the forest, and there seemed to be some other miraculous sounds. Then there is the fragrance, the fragrance of rainy night is mixed with countless natural breath, it drifts swaying from the sky to the land, from the land to the stream.


    The snails started to move. They like wet land. The rain didn''t seem to delay the snail''s journey. They walked forward with the soil all over the ground. The soil is their food and their excrement. Mud passes through their bodies, they go through mud.


    Oscar looked around. He chose a fat snail. This can''t be blamed. If it''s blamed, the snail broke into his territory. The teenager peeled off the hard shell of the snail skillfully with a knife, and then threw the fat body of the snail into the brazier. After a while, the aroma of the roasted snails radiated out, and this sweet taste satisfied the Prince''s eyes with satisfaction.


    "Mura, Blizzard," the teenager rolled over, "you go out, I need to stay alone."


    The two opened the tent and went out, while Oscar used the tongs to pick out the roasted snails that had already emerged. The teenager swallowed it into his mouth and chewed it with exaggeration.


    "Yes! I need to rest." The little prince muttered, and he soon went to sleep, where he hoped that there would be no blood and dirty things.


    In the early morning, the brightness of the sky is not very high, the air is very humid, and the knights'' armor and knives are covered with a thin layer of water droplets. Several cooking smoke flew from the wilderness, and the birds that attracted countless morning risers looked for the delicious malt left by the knights by the iron pan for cooking the wheat soup. But when the busy knight tried to approach the soup pot, the timid birds scattered again.


    Thanks to the Byposians, the Tassen area is full of mountains and wilderness. Since General Fego ¡¯s victory march, the Persians have always taken the Tassen area as the main direction of attack, although General Fego and his The front army has not succeeded in the enemy, but the destruction of the local area by the war is also the highest in the districts of the narcissus.


    In order to meet the upcoming war, the knights woke up early in the morning, almost all the combat equipment had been installed, and some unnecessary things were left in the tabernacle by the knights. Breakfast is generous, with fresh malt soup, toast, cured bacon, chopped green onions and mashed potatoes with sauce. The knights knew that this might be the last meal of their lives, so everyone was extra careful, for fear of wasting a little bit.


    The loud assembly number blew, the daffodil knights, as usual, the flag bearers of each war department lighted up the battle flags representing their own teams, and the knights stepped on the war horses to converge on the battle flags. After a while, a suffocating scene appeared on the large plain. I saw the yellow tabernacle scattered on the emerald green field, and on the side of it, there were countless flying war banners lined up. The jungle of swords and guns.


    The herald screamed loudly in front of each team. They were adjusting the position and formation of each team. This formation must be maintained until it is engaged with the enemy, so it is sloppy.


    The young knights blinked excitedly. The same young horses as them did not want to jump lonely on the spot. At this time, the veterans in the team would come to point to you. Good thing. They need to obey orders just like warriors. "


    The young soldiers respect these veterans, look at the scars on them, and then look at their war horses. The veterans'' horses seem to be used to acting with their partners. When they get together, there is no restlessness and fear. They bow their heads. , Ears straight, only the loud attack horn can evoke their fierceness.


    The young soldiers could not bear the difficult waiting time before the battle. They focused their attention on their weapons again. The white knight''s sword could be raised a little higher, and the long rifle could be thrust farther. However, the veteran ¡¯s teaching has become extremely severe at this time. The young knight narrowed his neck and listened to the teachings. It turned out that the knights in the queue were forbidden to wield their swords casually, because that would hurt their comrades, and their main task was Tear off the enemy''s line of defense. Of course, when the enemy really appears in front of your horse, you can do whatever you want.


    "Captain, where is your hometown? How is your home?" The young knight who had just been reprimanded wanted to change the subject.


    "You **** it! When is this? It''s boring to mention these things at this time!" Obviously, the veterans are very cold about the problems of the recruits. The most fearful thing for those who are about to go to the battlefield of life and death is to mention everything related to the family. .


    "But ... but are we fighting for our families?" The recruits did not give up, "just to let my wife who just married into the door live a good life! Isn''t it?"


    "Yes!" The veteran nodded. "I came here just for your beautiful young wife to live a good life!"


    The veteran''s answer seemed ambiguous. The knights all laughed, and the young soldier blushed. But soon someone came forward to explain the recruit, "Okay! The old captain''s family was killed by the Persians. He appeared here for your family and for all of us, it''s nothing! "


    "Salute!" The old captain shouted suddenly, all the knights'' conditioned reflexes were generally on the chest!


    A team of officers walked over the front of the team, led by the commander of the Tarsen Front, Fego Anlu Debordi.


    "Old Gordon!" General Feige stopped, and he saw the bravest long ranger of the First Brigade. "I heard that you met a beautiful and generous lady on this Army Day."


    "Yes! General!" Old Gordon answered the commander''s question truthfully.


    "How? Have you spent the night at her house?" Figo was interested.


    "No, general!"


    "Oh? Why? It''s not like old Gordon''s style!" Fei Ge took the horse to catch up a few steps.


    "I can''t help it, the lady said" Don''t touch me "! General!"


    Led by the commander-in-chief of the front army, the officers and knights all laughed.


    "Okay! Good luck next time, but this time it''s not a matter of luck. Your cavalry squadron is responsible for harassing the enemy''s rear." Figo finally became serious.


    "Stand up!" Old Gordon once again led his cavalry to pay tribute to the commander, "General! Please trust your knight! The second squadron of the First Cavalry Tour Cavalry Regiment will not live up to your expectations!"


    Figo raised his hand in return, then he went to the next phalanx.


    "Captain! What''s going on with the lady?" The voice of the recruit''s death was rang again.


    "Shut up!" Innumerable voices answered the recruit this time.


    There seemed to be no wind in the sky, but the flowers and grass in the field were trembling gently. Then, the earth began to tremble. The cavalry ¡¯s horseshoe stepped on the heavy roar, and on the endless tall grass, the cavalry team could not see from the side The West swept in, and the volume between heaven and earth seemed to be completely turned on. The dark and heavy shields continued to rise and fall with the war horses, and the spear pointing at the sky seemed to form a moving forest.


    The dark cloud opened a corner, and the sunlight rushed in, and the huge beam of light seemed to light a piece of land under the sky. On this piece of land, the knights passing by received the baptism from the **** of light, but they were blinking Between them ran into the dark cloud bottom.


    The battlefield is just ahead! The Persian trumpet has been heard! The earth receded behind him, but Death quickly approached.


    The Holy Titan Empire Bright Day Calendar August 6, 791 at 10:00 am, 69 kilometers west of the Nyniel Valley in the Tassen region of Narcissus County, two integrated brigades, one reserve army, and two cavalry divisions belonging to the Narcissus Knights Tarsen Front , Successively entered the scheduled battlefield. Looking at the time, we know that they advanced the attack time by nearly 5 hours.


    The sky was still gloomy. On a low mountain beam, a knight strangled the galloping horses. He looked at the Persian army standing far above the eastern horizon. The knight turned his head, He raised the battle flag high in his hand, and the fierce tiger sternly spread its posture. In its mouth, the blooming narcissus was like white fangs!


    Then, a row of knights suddenly appeared on the mountain beams. They were wearing silver armor and sharp spears in their hands. Between the world and the earth, it seemed that only the tiger and daffodil flags were dancing, and everything else was still!


    The trumpeter sounded the offensive horn! The world is boiling!


    "Anluha!" The bannerman''s shouting received a response from millions of people! The low mountain beams seem to have been enchanted by magic, countless knights poured down like a tide, they quickly rushed into the wilderness, and soon occupied the plains, they soon saw the light brown face of the Persians ! That is the face of the aggressor! We are going to tear that ugly face with a long sword!


    "Ready to catch the enemy!" The chief of the First Riding Infantry Brigade didn''t know whether the knights on Mercedes could hear his voice, but he was satisfied to see that the cavalry on the front had raised a long lance.


    "Rangers scatter!" How weak the voice was in the deafening hoof! But the flag bearer and the commander faithfully executed the order. Soon, a range of bowstrings were heard from the Rangers'' impact on the phalanx, and the arrows filled with strength were hollowed out like a burning meteor.


    The Persians finally moved, and the left-wing cavalry team started to the north of the battlefield, and the left-wing infantry being baptized by the arrow rain had laid a wall of shields.


    "Rangers meet the enemy!"


    As soon as this cry fell, the Rangers Phalanx had collided with the Persian cavalry. Almost in a flash, the teams of the two sides joined together like a handover. Half of the knights on the front have been shot and dismounted during the initial impact, and the Persian strikers have gradually disappeared into the depths of the Rangers.


    Tarson ¡¯s heavy cavalry regiment has been falling behind the rangers, and they are still moving forward when the rangers meet the enemy. The Persian left wing infantry began to adjust the strike line according to their direction of movement, and then the narcissus knight trumpeter and flag bearer delivered new orders.


    Thousands of heavy cavalry regiments took a turn on the battlefield, and they started to attack from the north side as planned.


    The Persian strike line finally stabilized when the daffodil knight was about to rush, but they did n¡¯t seem to panic. The archer team was still making volleys, while the swordman and shieldman propped up the cavalry charge. Heavy wood thorns.


    The heavy armored cavalry crushed the enemy ¡¯s sternum, but he was also pierced by sharpened wooden thorns; the knight ¡¯s gun was pierced like the enemy ¡¯s chest, but the swordman who had risen beside the horse also deprived him of his life; The sound of entering the meat is very unpleasant, but you must swing the long sword again before falling.


    The heavy cavalry did not tear apart the square of the infantry. The narcissus knights roared past the front line of the Persians. They took countless lives, and they also left countless comrades.


    The two cavalry regiments with the second brigade of the Talsen side riding into the second brigade charged, and they entered the battlefield from the south side of the enemy''s left wing. The archers of the Persian left-wing cluster began to reverse direction, but they only had the chance to make a salvo once!


    The First Touring Cavalry Regiment engaged in the most primitive and fierce fighting with the Persian cavalry on the north side of the battlefield. The two sides constantly changed forwards, and the two sides continued to impact each other. At the corner of the battlefield, a Ranger Squadron has quietly completed The front is back, and the knights have shown signs of fatigue after a round of torture, but they have only just started their real offensive at this time!


    Old Gordon looked at the recruits behind him. The boy looked good, with an arrow feather in his arm and a cut in his thigh with a machete.


    "Young man! Keep an eye on my ass! Where does it go! Where are you going to follow!" The captain ordered loudly!


    "Anluha!"


    The Persian archers were frightened by the roaring blows overhead, but when they wanted to raise their bows and arrows, they found that the natural enemy was already in sight!


    The 2nd Squadron of Rangers suddenly appeared behind the enemy and successfully penetrated into the depths of the enemy infantry phalanx. The recruit waved his sword with excitement. He had cut down six archers. He watched the enemies running away with satisfaction, but on his head, he suddenly found that the scene in front of him had become unusually wide. The warrior of the big shield didn''t know when it was in front of him.


    The Second Riding Brigade seized the precious opportunity. When the enemy archer phalanx was in chaos, they had already jumped to a safe distance! accelerate! accelerate! Speed ??up again! Only the wind from the war horses remained in the ears of the knights. They stared at the enemy, and when the enemy zoomed in to be like a real person, the arrows shot quickly, the swords waved, and the spears were raised! Run towards the enemy''s battle flag in the blood and shouting! Kill an enemy by the side of pain and screams.


    "Mogadishu''s main cavalry army didn''t move, and their left wing was finished!" Chiat whispered, he didn''t look very happy.


    "Well! I saw it, it seems that one of our silly guys overturned their battle flag!" Fei Ge dropped his hand on his forehead. "The general reserve team attacked! The third army attacked! It was their job." Now! "


    "Do you think we will come in handy?" Little Oscar asked Murat pretending to be careless.


    "Um ... probably not! General Figo has no reason to involve troops outside the Tarson fighting sequence." Murat said his opinion.


    "Major Griffith! What do you think?" The teenager turned to the combat staff from his second brother.


    "Not necessarily, if General Fego feels it necessary, then your ministry will definitely participate in the offensive. Of course, the premise is that we have to catch up." Major Griffith said truthfully.


    "Ah ... that''s it!" The teenager thought for a while, his knees subconsciously tightened, and Lei Shuer felt a force urging it to move forward.


    "Oh right! I don''t know how you found us yet?" Oscar suddenly remembered the question.


    Griffith Jr. had to smile bitterly, "Your Highness, to be honest, your department is not easy to find. I and an integrated reconnaissance squadron spent a night in the mountain before meeting a scout from your department."


    "Ah ... are you familiar with Stebury?" Oscar slowed down unconsciously.


    Griffith Jr. felt sad for a while, "I ... I used to be the combat staff of the 1st Brigade. It was recommended by Lieutenant Colonel Stebury to enter the front of the staff."


    "So that means you know him well?" Oscar simply stopped.


    "It can be said that I knew him when I was very young. At that time, his archery score was the best among the children in the whole block! Our group of friends all like to turn around him. But later his body became bigger and bigger , So I switched to rifle, you know, he became the most famous lance champion in the army! "Griffith Jr. showed a nostalgic look.


    "He ... does he have a family?" Oscar felt that even his lips were chapped when asked here.


    "Well, there is his old mother and an old grandpa at home! His wife works as a secretary at the Anlu Hara military authority. He also has two children, both boys! But ... the two children are not tall enough It! "


    "Listening to you, you seem to know Stebury well?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "Yes ..." Griffith smiled slightly, "His wife is my sister."


    Oscar suddenly didn''t know what to say, and even Murat on the side was dumbfounded.


    "Sorry!" Oscar apologized, but he knew that a sentence of "Sorry" was not very convincing.


    "Your Highness, you do n¡¯t have to be like this, although sorrow is something people must go through. Sde Berry is my brother-in-law, but ... but we are soldiers and knights of the Anlu family, we must not be sad, that is what my sister will do It ¡¯s a matter of UU reading . If I were, I would only bless Studbury and bless him with eternal peace and health in the temple of the light god. "


    The little prince stared closely at the young combat staff, and for a moment he turned suspiciously to Murat.


    "Is that true?" The teenager asked.


    "Your Highness!" Murat lifted his chest. "You should put aside the thoughts in your mind, as a soldier, as a family knight, fighting is a must, sacrifice is inevitable, tears are meaningless, and sorrow is unnecessary! We must turn all emotions into motivation to continue fighting. All your dreams are pinned on killing the enemy. If you ca n¡¯t do this, you will be knocked down by yourself. Perhaps you have lost the courage to fight before the enemy has appeared in front of you. You are from the Anlu family One member, you are a chosen warrior! The chosen warrior can only lower his high head in front of God, a great light God chose Anlu to purify and guard this world! This is what we firmly believe, this is also us Hold on! "


    Osne Anlu Morissett remembered these words without fail, he felt that something very strange but very familiar in his heart was completely activated! I believe that Murat at this time does not know to what extent his remarks have affected the teenager, but in the future, it is precisely because of Osne Anlu Morissett that he has always believed in Murat Bedbea. The loyalty and loyalty of our cavalry marshal who knows all about the dirty work of the great Emperor Anlu can safely go through several cleanings.

 v37 Chapter 9：

    Shali Anpo is located in a small corner on the eastern front of Narcissus County. It is 110 km away from the Tarsen Frontal Base, 301 km away from Anluhala, and it is not clear how much is the capital of the Titanic Empire. No one has calculated, because this hillside does not even dwell in the eyes of the daffodil knight.


    Sharianpo is just a small platform raised in the wilderness. We already know that it is of no importance at all. We even suspect that this place name is not on the military map of the Knights of Narcissus. But unfortunately, at noon on August 6, 791, the luminous calendar of the Holy Titan Empire, the narcissus and the Persians, the natural enemies who had hated each other for hundreds of years, all looked at the front of the protrusion on the left wing of the battlefield. Highlands.


    It has been an hour! The charges of the two infantry regiments were carried down by the Persians with arrows and scimitars! Shali Anpo was covered with green alfalfa grass. When the brigade rushed up with the slogan "Anlu Hala", the tall grass was rolled to the side like a typhoon, and when the horse retreated, the grass would be There was a heavy drop of blood.


    "Thanks to the God of Light, if the temperature is a little lower, then today we are not too bad!" Feige said while jumping off the horse, he stepped forward and hugged the head of the 1st Cavalry Regiment, who had just been withdrawn from the front battlefield Schevenardi. Although this kind of behavior is not in accordance with the rules, for these veterans who followed the commander to kill all the way from Baghdadsia, Feigo should be regarded as a brother in the family.


    "General, my people can fight one more time!" Colonel Schonnadi wiped a stick of hair sticking to the helmet, the air was so dull that he felt his body exuding in the armor was unbearable Sweaty smell.


    "I know you can fight, but your task is more important than anything," Figo refused his first hero''s request. "Your people should protect the battlefield as much as possible and rescue our wounded soldiers."


    "I understand the general!" Lieutenant Colonel Svonady saluted the commander. He knew that he had been assigned a good job to rescue his comrades. Although it was the duty of the soldiers, when those who were rescued by you returned to the battlefield radiantly At times, they will return to you with ten times the enthusiasm.


    "We are gradually losing our advantage!" Chiat looked deeply at the contention in the distance. "If you take the Sharian Heights before the main Persian cavalry strikes, everything is okay, but ..."


    "No but!" Figo Anlu Debordi interrupted his deputy decisively. This guy once successfully entered the capital of the Persians. He will not be stumped by a soil depression. The meticulous person can also be impatient.


    "Chiat, no, but you ¡¯re right, the main cavalry unit in Mogadishu must have no purpose, but no matter what they want to do, if we ca n¡¯t take that mountain beam in one go, Sooner or later, they will take the initiative to fight! Damn! If I had another one at this time ... it would be nice to be a teacher! "Fei Ge''s remarks are apologizing for the rudeness of the deputy commander.


    "Yeah!" Chiat also felt embarrassed by the strength of his hands. The third army was defeated. The remaining two divisions were doing their best to fight with the Persian right-wing cavalry; the cavalry regiment of the first cavalry brigade maintained communication and rescue work throughout the battlefield. Two infantry regiments They are hitting the highlands, uh ... they look like they are about to launch a third charge; the 2nd Cavalry Regiment of the 1st Brigade is behind the commanders of the two fronts. As the general reserve team, they must not use it until the critical moment; The second brigade hybrid brigade successfully wiped out all the maneuvering power of the Persian left, but their task at this time was even more difficult. They monitored the main cavalry army of Mogadishu on the south side of Sharianpo, they wanted to prevent This brave and brave cavalry group of over 10,000 people launched a surprise attack.


    "The Persians are still very clever. They may have put the most elite infantry troops on Sharian Po, which really delayed our total attack time. But why do these guys not rely on it? Is it their king? Should the dysentery be squatted in the toilet all the time? "Feige murmured softly, but he made up his mind in the blink of an eye.


    "Brigadier General Brett of the Third Division of the Reserve Army!"


    Hearing the summons of the commander-in-chief, Brigadier General Wright Limton, the third division commander of the reserve army, quickly led the horse to catch up.


    "Lord General, please listen to your orders!"


    Figo raised his whip diagonally and pointed forward to the battlefield, "In the past, I told Major General Clark of the First Riding Brigade, plus your division, if he still could not force the Persians out of the position within an hour. , Then I will set up a tombstone for the enemy after the enemy retreats. "


    "Understood the general! Your worries will not come true. I believe Clark can accomplish the task beautifully." Brigadier General Brunette saluted the commander immediately.


    "I hope he won''t make a difference." Figo paid back, he watched Brunette Zemachi to his battle group, and soon saw the flag bearer of the third division of the reserve army replaced the battle flag representing the attack. .


    Lift your eyelids slightly on the wild grass below the slopes of Sharian, and you will see the warriors of the Persian warriors, who have lost all their cavalry, but this brigade still has an infantry team close to a division level. At this time they were lined up with distinct guards. The shield hand is listed first, they only show their heads, the knife hand and the chain hook hand are closely behind them, the archer team should be hidden somewhere on the top of the slope, and the most deadly guys cannot be seen from below the **** Moreover, these guys have different positions every time they make a salvo. However, after three impacts, the five-row swords and axe lined up on the striker have been completely replaced, and the hardwood shield with the Mogadishu tribal totem painted on it has also been seriously damaged.


    Still can''t underestimate them! These warriors are the bravest Mogadishu warriors. They gave up noon prayers for this battle. This is unforgivable. In order to be forgiven when they see the true God, they must kill as many enemies as possible. And delay them here.


    Natural enemy Anlu dispatched a reorganization division, and even the most brave Mogadishu warriors frowned. Now they are very tired. Numerous corpses are lying on the forefront of the front line. More casualties screamed at the bottom of the **** not far away. The blood penetrated into the ground to form a reddish brown mud. The soles of horse leather were already blood. Soaked abnormally wet.


    "Why didn''t the strong main cavalry army come to support us?" The soldiers who were far away from their homeland exchanged their opinions in a low voice. The true **** did not allow them to curse the ruler. Their prince is the spokesperson of the true god. Any question and rebellion against him It is disrespect for the true God, but no one will care about this between life and death. The voices of the warriors spread, but they still dare not let the noble chiefs wandering behind hear it, and it will exchange for a whip, that Taste is more uncomfortable than getting a sword.


    Retrieving the hatred from the slope, Major General Clark De Joseph vomited heavily towards the ground. He was standing at the place closest to the attack area of ??the Persian archer. He just opened an amazing arm just now. The provocative arrow shot by the guy.


    "My mudballs! You little **** come to meet the commander-in-chief of the 3rd Division of the Reserve Army!" Clark pulled a hand over Brunette standing beside him.


    "Brunette will support us in the future!" Clark vomited again on the ground, and he almost vomited on Brunette. Before waiting for Brunette to greet the knight of the first brigade, the commander of the hero brigade threw the Brigadier General aside, and Brunette was thrown back and forth and could only shake his head and smile wryly. He didn''t intend to complain about the brigade commander. Clark was in the most glorious time. This was not a good time to provoke him.


    "Do you know? Bunnies! You were beaten up by the Persian hybrid above, and I even heard that some of you were so scared that they kept calling a certain girl''s name, is that a mother? I doubt her It ¡¯s a prostitute! Otherwise, how did you give birth to your little babies who eat soft rice! "


    The soldiers did not show a bored face in the face of the brigade ¡¯s vicious screaming. On the contrary, they extended their necks and listened carefully. The dirty words in the commander ¡¯s mouth of Clark were never renovated. The soldiers hope that there will be more Wonderful paragraph.


    "Okay now! You wait until General Figo sends mercy and the third division of the reserve army comes to rescue you! Go and kiss their crotch! That smell of smell is best for you! But you and the children of the third division Before we exchange feelings, we have more important things to do! "Clark paused here, he turned back and pointed at the Persian infantry cluster.


    "Did you know? I''ve played the troop trumpet three times there! I have lost the most stupid monkeys among you! I''m tired! And ... General Feige also asked Brigadier General Brunette to send a message He said that when the Persian hybrids retreated safely, he would stand a tombstone for me on the slope! "


    The soldiers'' eyes were burning, they liked Clark''s stinky mouth, they never wanted to lose the commander.


    "But ... even if it is to be a monument, I hope my epitaph is written by you!"


    "Do not!"


    "No general!"


    "General! We will never allow it!"


    The fighters who mixed the first brigade were no longer silent. Although the Persians on the **** suffered a heavy blow to them, this loss was tolerable. After all, the enemy was extremely powerful. But the First Brigade will never allow anyone to bring humiliation to them. For example, to write an epitaph for their brigade commander, it would be better to let them commit suicide collectively!


    "Then what are you waiting for!" Clark yelled. He smiled slightly. All he wanted was to wake up the cute little cubs under his hands!


    The Brigadier-General of the First Brigade pulled out his sword, and the long knight''s sword spewed out a little blood when it was pulled away from the scabbard! Obviously, the corpses of countless enemies were left under the brigade master ¡¯s sword.


    Clark turned his body and struck the armor of his hips with his **** long sword in pure white under the gaze of 4,000 eyes. The loud sound even attracted the attention of the Persians on the high ground.


    "This is my butt! Follow him, stare at him like a girl! Don''t get lost!" Clark turned back to his body, the long sword flicked violently, and the blade pointed directly at the enemy line. "Anluha!"


    Brigadier''s **** moved! The soldiers used all their strength to pull out their swords. With the thunder suddenly exploding in the sky, the cry of "An Lu Ha!" Instantly filled every corner under this sky!


    quickly! The wilderness was covered with a thick layer of rain, and the rain water swiftly falling from the arms of the bright gods depicted a soothing and peaceful, yet thrilling horror picture between heaven and earth. The rain pressure bent the tall grass, and the blood-stained earth was washed happily. The knight ¡¯s body was exposed in the grass. These knights who had completed their missions let the angry nature wash their deadly wounds beyond pale. Even puffy!


    Figo Anlu Debordi stared closely at the shocking rain screen, and he carefully recognized the various sounds from it. His knights were changing, which showed that their attack was frustrated again; the Persians shouted hoarsely Awesome, it sounds like a group of estruses. Just now, Feige, who was already annoyed, lifted the large umbrella that the serviceman held up for him. The serviceman retreated in embarrassment, and all the military officers standing behind Feige cast a mockery on him. Looking, this makes the service personnel very sad!


    "Shieldman hold on!" Clark had just cleaved a wooden shield, and Clark used the opportunity of the opponent to fall to the ground to call out in front of him and behind him.


    The knights squeezed the shield with all their strength. They even leaned their backs on the shield and kicked their legs on the muddy hillside. The Persian chain hook smashed from behind the shield, and one arm flew into the sky with an arc! The knight behind the shield player saw this opportunity, and the long sword slammed through Percy''s hook.


    Heavy rain and strong winds caused the arrows to lose their accuracy. Some of the Persian archers had lost their bows and arrows, and they had shot all the arrows. Some conceited archers carried out sniper attacks from the top, and they shot many knights. However, a few savvy guys in the daffodil knight soon discovered the snipers in the chaotic army and flew their guns together, and then the Persians fell like a ripe barley.


    On the hillside came Clark''s cries again, "The **** spear brigade! Keep up!"


    The commander of the brigade was passed down one by one by the knights around the hillside, but it was clear that the bayonet brigade could not get up in a while, the shield team completely blocked the receiving line, and the first line of shieldmen was Pushing forward at no cost, the shield hands in the second row are staring at the possible vacancies ahead, and the shield hands in the third row to the ninth row put the square shield on their heads together, and the dense shields blocked The constant rain of arrows from the enemy on the slope.


    "The javelin won''t come up!" Slope''s answer was sent back soon!


    Clark''s shoulder had just been chopped off a piece of meat by an axe. He was dragged back by several knights to the bottom of the shield. "Pass up! Pass the bayonet!" The brigade tried his best to cover his voice on the battlefield. Various sound waves.


    The bayonet one by one, the knights relayed the three-meter-long bayonet to the front line! Clark, who had just suffered a little bit, is coming back! He traveled as lightly as a marmot under the shields of the knights. At the forefront of the muddy and cramped enemy, a gun shield formation was organized by him.


    The next commander did not have to ask the brigade commander, away from the front line, the knife and axe hand in the second formation threw the sky flying axe. The hardwood shield that the Persians had already broken could no longer stand the toss. A sound of ghost crying sounded. The large vacancies that suddenly appeared in the back array were too late to fill. The samurai who had been on the ground blocked the path of the follow-up team. The samurai on the front immediately felt that the support behind them suddenly emptied. They began to retreat involuntarily, and the glued front finally There were two armed camps with distinct barriers.


    "The lance is up!"


    Almost immediately after the brigade''s shout fell, countless spikes suddenly burst into the daffodil bushes composed of shields. The spikes pierced the rain curtain and pierced the Mogadishu totem.


    The spear rushed into the human body like a broken bamboo, the cries of death rang out, the face was gradually cruel, the blood gradually accumulated in the brain, the narcissus knight cheered himself with various shouts and curses, and the enemy in front of them A variety of weapons were used to provoke a spear of several meters.


    The heavy rain poured on everyone on the battlefield, and the rain fell on the killer, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into blood! The bayonet was finally withdrawn, and some had a bowel hanging on the head. The noble chiefs of the Persians waved their leather whips frantically, and the warriors were driven to the battlefield like horses. The vacancy was filled, and they only gave the Narcissus Knight a shot.


    The forward was pushed back by the samurai coming from behind, and the two teams started fighting again, but the Narcissus Knights had already taken the initiative, because at this time, the Persian shields on the front had lost more than half of their consciousness. They just hung on the knight''s bayonet, and the wobbly seemed to like the feeling of being penetrated by steel.


    Brigadier Clarke left another wound on his left shoulder! No way, he encountered an extremely fierce guy. The persian with a mustache was sweating and pulled out the flying axe inserted in his wound. This guy gave Clark a look without even looking. ! Clark, who had lost too much blood, seemed to be planted immediately, but a pair of strong arms held him close, and then countless hands reached him. Clark struggled desperately, he wanted to get back from the mustache! He will die on the front line even if he dies.


    Clark didn''t do what he wanted, and his bunnies rescued him again, and there was more to it! A knight gave his brigade a foot, and this foot sent Clark directly to safety.


    Clark''s crazy curse, almost all the dirty words imaginable popped up! That mustache! And the little boy who kicked his ass! This must be recovered!


    There are a lot of famous tough guys from the Tarsen army! But Major General Clark DeJosse was not such a person at all. In the words of some veterans of the First Brigade, this **** was a cattle! In the second formation, Clark changed his breath. Clark shuddered like a bull. He bulged his eyes and spouted, kicking and kicking every knight who blocked him until he returned to the front line.


    "Boy! I know your armor!" Clark clasped a knight''s chain mail from behind. The Brigadier-Master took a sip, and at a glance he found the little **** who was hit by a comrade like a tumbler on the crowded front line!


    "Although you saved my life! But you shouldn''t move my ass!" Clark couldn''t help saying, Clark mentioned this little **** as a kick. I saw this unlucky knight who gave good intentions but didn''t report well. !


    "It''s time for the mustache now!" Clark quickly escaped a machete, searching for his prey on a chaotic hill like a mountain eagle.


    "Report general!"


    "Speak!" Through a heavy rain curtain, Figo Anlu Debordi spent a lot of effort to recognize the muddy guy in front of him as his military reconnaissance leader.


    "General, a reconnaissance team leader under my command discovered a very suspicious thing. Please allow him to report to you!"


    "Of course." Figo turned to the knight who looked very capable beside the scout leader.


    "Reporting general, just now, my reconnaissance detachment intercepted five Persians in the outer zone on the south side of the battlefield, but ... Please forgive me, our eighteen reconnaissance detachments did not retain each other. "


    "Tell me more! What about those guys?" Figo''s tone was very serious, and he was looking forward to it.


    "Tough! Unbelievably tough! Even our bows and arrows can''t touch their sides! I also see that they are guarding a young woman, and I fight a few knives with that woman, and the remaining four portraits It drove me away like crazy! We did not go back until they entered the coverage of the heavy arrows of the main cavalry army in Mogadishu. "


    "Are you saying that they have merged with the main force?" Fei Ge suddenly felt a little nervous.


    "It should be so! But the rain is too heavy! I did not see clearly!"


    Figo''s face gradually became somber, and the officers around him also speculated that Chiat did not speak. He just looked at the commander in chief with some worry.


    "Chiat! Ten Jintai! Betting on whether the old wolf of Mogadishu is attacking or retreating?"


    "Now?" Chiat wondered.


    "Yes! Right now, I have reason to believe that the Maharaja of Mogadishu has already waited for what he wants, so he will definitely act in the first place!"


    "Then I bet he will attack!" Chiat frowned, and the rain had washed his face pale as paper, and now it seemed even more ugly.


    Feige smiled bitterly, "This is the worst possibility! The God of Light seems to have no special favors for us. If they take the heavy rain to hit Sariampo, at least half of our first brigade will fall. that."


    Figo knew that the time for the victory or defeat had come!


    "It seems I can only bet that they will retreat!" The front commander raised his head to the herald next to him. The low horn quickly expanded from the officer group to Shino. At about the same time, all the teams in the battle sequence showed the battle flag. The officers were scattered, and they quickly returned to their respective teams.


    Thunder interrupted the sound of the horn, and the purple lightning ripped open the sky that was covered with black. The electric light in the sky flashed away, but the white flash on the earth lasted for a long time. This rare light ignited the armor of countless narcissus knights, and in a silver-white flash of light, the knights drove wildly! They converged towards the final attack location.


    "The horn of the total attack!" Clark stomped the body under his feet very annoyed. This sword was stabbed very badly. The blade was stuck in the bones of the enemy. Only by doing so can it be pulled out, which is in chaos It is very dangerous on the battlefield. The current Brigadier General is unarmed.


    Sure enough, a tricky scimitar caught Clark, who had no precautions. It attacked the soft ribs of the brigade brigade from a very brief angle. If this is solid, Clark believes that his heart will grow from the ribs. It fell out of my mouth.


    It was too late to think about why his commander had launched an offensive in advance. Clark kicked a shield in front of his feet. The shield just knocked out a deadly sword. Clark''s sword with Qiu Bibao was already in hand. !


    Fell through! It''s a pity that the brigade master''s sword of ten strengths and nine steadys has failed!


    Another lightning flashed across the battlefield, and the killer''s eyes suddenly shone like daylight! The twisted faces of each other will be carved into each other''s mind forever, the blood splashing in the sky and the broken limbs piled on the ground are covered with a dazzling white!


    Clark, still amazed by the opponent''s dexterous skill, finally remembered the moustache that had almost killed him! The moustache also cautiously lifted the knife to protect the chest. His hand holding the knife was obviously shaking, and the strength of the guy opposite was really strong!


    The two fierce beasts stared at each other, shouting killing sounds on their sides, the enemies around them fell down and replaced their comrades, but in a breath, the comrades fell down, and the position was replaced by the enemy. Time stopped, and the light of lightning never disappeared. The knights and warriors ecstasy around them, they have a tacit understanding to avoid disturbing the duel of these two beasts!


    Clark is a farm animal, and he doesn''t want to let this mustache stand quietly anymore! The knight''s sword swept away like a tide. The mustache''s scimitar greeted him without hesitation. The strong collision of the sword aroused Peng Mars. Clark held the sword in both hands and fell head to head, the moustache jumped to the side, and the scimitar glide toward the major general''s throat.


    The **** of light also dozes! Clark''s dodge was not smooth. He stumbled over a corpse. The tall knight sat down on the ground. The moustache didn''t expect this. His machete didn''t succeed, but this cunning guy took advantage of the knife handle. Knock Clark''s head.


    Clark completely fell to the ground! He stared at Venus, his brain roared, and there was blood flowing in his ears! But he is a head animal, and the animal''s fierce instincts stimulated him to regain consciousness at the juncture of life and death. He fell to the ground and waved his sword violently, just before the enemy''s scimitar split into his head, the sharp sword cut through the legs of the natural enemy without hindrance.


    With the helpless roar, the Persian warrior fell heavily to the ground, but half of his thigh was still standing in place. Clark stared at him closely, and he found this guy''s direction of falling very interesting, they even faced each other! The thing is so wonderful, the two fierce beasts have finally lost both sides, and now they are staring at each other again, but this time they have not seen any hostility in their eyes, and the flashing light seems to be confused.


    The surrounding Persian warriors suddenly shouted loudly, and they all surrounded Clark, and Clark was very tired! He vaguely guessed the identity of Moustache. Like himself, he should be the chief of the Persian left wing brigade.


    Karak calmly looked at the various weapons that were about to greet him. He didn''t want to die, but he couldn''t even move his fingers. Just as Karak was about to close his eyes, he found that his body had been suddenly attacked by a weapon. Fang Shield covered it, and then a crazy rage unfolded on Fang Shield.


    Clark saw the knight who first rushed towards the group of Persians, but he could not see the face of the knight at all. He only saw a big **** footprint on the hip of the little mongrel.


    "This is a good boy!" Clark stared at the **** that was moving forward like a lady. He struggled to sit up, he saw the little hybrid joint companion forced the Persians back, he saw the little hybrid cut off the head of the mustache, he also saw the little hybrid snatched a spearman''s spear, Moustache''s head was hung high, and the little mongrel shouted like a carnival!


    "Your leader is dead!" "Your leader is dead!"


    "This is definitely a good boy!" Clark once again exclaimed, "Maybe in a few years, I can safely give the brigade to such a little bastard!" The major general leaned on a knight''s lap and thought happily .


    "The first brigade successfully reached the summit, most of the enemy was killed and injured, and only a small part was dispersed."


    Figo raised his eyebrows happily. Although he was a little late, it was only a little bit. Clark was not disappointed.


    "Report ... report!"


    Figo frowned again!


    "The enemy''s main cavalry army moved! Most of them retreated, but they separated a cavalry and flew to the right!"


    "Third Army?" Fei Gemeng grabbed the reins, and for a moment, he was completely confused by his anger! "Damn! Not only does this old wolf have to run away, he even wants to bite off a piece of my meat!"


    The curse of the commander-in-chief of the Tarsen Army, Fego Anlu Debordi, of course makes sense. The Persians completely gave up the left wing, and most of their men retreated calmly, leaving considerable strength to support the right A brigade, so that they will regain their advantage in the face of the tired third army, maybe they can eat another division of the third army!


    Figo clenched his fists, he did not like to be fooled, since the Persians have the courage to come to such a set, then he will not hesitate to spend some money!


    "I order! All the cavalry of the mixed brigade of the 2nd Brigade and the reserve army immediately charged, got rid of the current battlefield, chased the main force of the escaping enemy until they merged with the second army; The primary goal is to free the Third Army from enemy attacks. "


    Feige could not help sighing after adjusting the deployment, he was already a family member! Is this different from the past? The bridegroom shook his head sadly, no! The difference is that he is distracting!


    "You are right!" Chiat was also a little depressed. "If there is even a division, we can leave the debris of the third army attack here."


    Fei Ge nodded in a trance, he felt that he seemed to have missed an important place, but because of the small difference he just made, he couldn''t remember it!


    "Stop!" A knight of the garrison brigade of the front military headquarters stopped a black figure who was approaching the command system.


    The black figure walked into the knight''s sight, through the heavy rain curtain, the outline was clear and the corners were clear! The guard knight slowly dropped his arrow. Although this guy didn''t explain the code, he was at least not a Persian, not to mention this guy also carried a fiery red that he was familiar with but couldn''t remember where he had seen it. Battle flag!


    "Almighty God of Light! At the last moment! You finally showed miracles to the most devout group of people under your knees!" Fei Ge fluttered towards his little brother while nagging.


    "Little Oscar! Little Oscar! Dear little Oscar!" Fei Ge stepped forward and pulled the giant horse. He gave his brother a warm bear hug without hesitation. "My little brother! While my mind is hot now, make a request to me! At this time, I will promise you whatever you want!"


    Oscar looks like he is full of thoughts. "Brother, maybe you won''t ask me to ask for anything again after learning about the death of Lieutenant Colonel Stadbury!"


    The rain fell loudly, and the boy looked like a broken chicken.


    "Oh ..." Figo froze for three seconds, but he accepted the fact in the fourth second.


    "He only shot a shot ..."


    "Fine!" Fei Ge interrupted his brother. "I know, he must have shot the decision to win or not, right?"


    "Yes!" Oscar clenched the battle flag in her hand.


    "That''s enough, he''s a good one. It''s you, don''t you plan to do something for me?" Feige never wastes feelings on the dead, soldiers are not born, but this is the guy.


    "The Red Tiger is on the south side of the battlefield, Murat said that he can launch a charge at any time."


    "Great!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands excitedly, "Send a herald to tell him that I recruited the Red Tiger assault division of the Neruda front in the name of the commander-in-chief of the Tarson side. Raid as soon as the order is ordered. "


    Oscar stood with the flag of war on his horse and left. He wanted to return to his division, but he was immediately pulled back by his second brother.


    "No! No! Little Oscar, what are you doing? You can just watch it here, just like me."


    On the right wing of the battlefield, the cavalry cluster is still being carried out. Heavy rain minimizes the sight of both warring parties. Rangers do n¡¯t dare to use bows and arrows, and they may hurt their own people when they shoot an arrow; heavy cavalry do n¡¯t dare to rush too fast, and they might get lost in the enemy ¡¯s camp. Everyone is cautious. Treat the enemy carefully, you come and go in an orderly manner like playing chess.


    A loud horn sounded, and the knights who were fighting with the enemy raised their ears, right? This is the avoidance sign, meaning that they let the striker completely give way.


    After confirming the meaning of this horn, most of the knights haven''t had time to move yet. The rainy curtain on the horizon suddenly showed a rhythmic tremor. The knights of Tarson were reluctant to avoid the sides. They looked at a **** red The cavalry rushed into the battlefield at high speed.


    The heavy cavalry is in front, the fighting cavalry is on the left and right wings, and the rangers are cruising on both sides of the assault team. The Persians were puzzled to see that the enemies in front of them suddenly dispersed like a tide, but they quickly woke up, because almost in a moment, a giant hand had torn their ranks.


    "Did you see it?" Fei Ge ordered the service soldier to hold an umbrella for him and his brother. "It''s over!"


    "I don''t see it clearly, but ... the Red Tiger is still rushing from left to right, is this finished?" Oscar was puzzled.


    "My stupid brother, the battlefield is very large. Do n¡¯t look at such a small place. You see, the battle on the high ground is over. Our infantry team is moving closer to the right. They will further shrink the Persian cavalry. Radius of combat, so it ¡¯s a matter of time before they are surrounded, so the battle can be over here. "


    "It''s over ..." Oscar repeated in a trance.


    "You two bitches! Why, kicked to the second **** by the ladies? Get up quickly!" Clark didn''t turn into a chase battle, the two cavalry commanders under his hands could handle it, now he wants Pay close attention to rescue those wounded soldiers.


    The heavy rain was not weak at all, and for two and a half hours, it rushed the battlefield out of countless ravines. The knight carrying the stretcher carefully avoided these mud pits, and the gathering place for death and injury was not far away, but no one wanted to go there, because there was real hell.


    What do you feel when you see the comrades who are living beside you suddenly losing your legs, seeing your chief like a brother being cut open, and seeing that your entire cavalry team has lost their combat effectiveness? Perhaps the **** of light knew that it was he who turned the gathering point of death and injury into hell.


    Fang Jun ¡¯s physicians are working madly, their coats have been stained with a thick layer of plasma, and the hemostatic forceps in their hands have even been bent. The knight is wailing and crying! But no one will blame them, they are deep in hell, where they can freely express their vulnerability and fear.


    "This won''t work!" The doctor patted his assistant. Old Gordon quickly pulled a green label representing death from his pocket. Old Gordon''s Ranger Squadron had lost most of his losses after performing the task of harassing the enemy, and survived. The knights were all injured, so old Gordon simply stayed at the gathering place for help.


    The green label representing death must be attached to the wrist of the sacrificial knight. This label will read the words of sacrificing a battle in a certain year, month, and day. Old Gordon stopped suddenly. He saw the face of the sacrificial knight. This face is very young, and he is familiar with it. Old Gordon can even remember the questions he asked not long ago.


    "This is a good boy!" Old Gordon sat down next to the knight. He saw the little boy got rid of the encirclement of seven or eight enemies like a hero The enemy''s battle flag was easily cut down.


    Clark shut up suddenly, and he felt something stuck in his throat. He knew he was trembling, but it did n¡¯t matter, he had to make sure that he had just seen that thing.


    A knight lay down on the ground, his long sword was at hand, he still didn''t seem to give up grabbing. Clark confirmed that it was a familiar butt, and there was still a black footprint on this butt.


    The brigadier held the little **** in his arms. It didn''t matter, the young knight''s intestine drained out of the wound. Clark didn''t say a word. He crammed the young man''s various organs like crazy. Going back, this guy who set fire to death without frowning suddenly whimpered, and kept muttering in his mouth: "This is a good guy! This is a good guy!"


    The Anlu military commander recorded that on August 6, 791, the Tassen Front Army and the Persian Mogadishu tribe fought in Saliampo. ; The Tarsen Front Army sacrificed 2977, injured 1781, no one was missing or captured, and material losses were not counted.


    Haha, it''s over. When we, or His Royal Highness, look back at this battle again, I believe that only a few of the war records are remembered.

 ~： Titan Character Index

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    The above are just some complaints from the new moon, not related to the text.


    Today we are going to talk about the characters who have appeared in the book "Titanium Under the Sky" so far. Because the crescent **** is very irregular, most readers have started to complain about the crescent moon sperm''s ability to move. With good sperm observing activities, New Moon decided to make a simple index to prepare for the unexpected needs of friends.


    People Index


    1 Ossie Anlu Morissette, who is familiar with him called him Oscar, he is our protagonist, the Prince of the Titan Empire, the Marshal of the Guard, the Director of the Military Intelligence Agency, and the parents of Anlu.


    2 Sasha Netapo Anlu, the young lady of the Anru family, who is familiar with her, called her Sasha, she is the protagonist''s younger sister, the adopted daughter of the Duke and wife of Anlu, and one of the protagonists'' four wives.


    3 Dortmund Anru Netagapo, 15th Duke of Anru, supreme commander of the Narcissus Knights, the father of our protagonist, was assassinated.


    4 Silia, the first wife of the Duke of Anlu, the mother and wife of the family, is responsible for things like the relatives of the Anlu family.


    5 Rutherf Anru Netagapo, the eldest son of the Duke of Anru, the eldest brother of the protagonist, served in the military ruling bureau of Narcissus County, and was defeated in the internal cleansing of the family.


    6 Fego Anlu Debordi, the second son of the Duke of Anlu, commander-in-chief of the Narcissus Knights Tarson, inherited the commanding status of the Daffodil Knights after the death of the Duke Anlu.


    7 Kukodi, the third son of Duke Anlu, the product of the marriage of close relatives, a dementia, and a lover of yogurt.


    8 Madam Bo Ling, the second-daughter wife of the Duke of Anlu, Figo''s biological mother.


    9 Mrs. Furella, the third-daughter wife of the Duke of Anlu, Kucodi''s biological mother.


    10 Mika Alpha Morissette, fourth wife of the Duke of Anlu, Princess of Empire, the mother of the protagonist, deceased.


    11 Countess Antonie Holman, the protagonist''s mother''s attendant, the protagonist''s mistress.


    12 Dobby Lean Creech, liar Rich, pseudonym Baron Ebb, butler of the protagonist, born in Domolga prison, betrayed the protagonist, and died.


    13 Paul, nicknamed "Blizzard", the killer king of the Western Continent, the protagonist''s bodyguard.


    14 Sarla De Rocha, nicknamed "Hedgehog", a former paladin, the protagonist''s follower, good at using the sword, and was born in Domolga prison.


    15 Little Godot, nicknamed "Axe Killer", the protagonist''s guard and follower.


    16 Dorami Basinger, nicknamed "King of Crime", a little old man, a protagonist, was born in Domolga prison and died in the rescue operation of Deyisi.


    17 Pals, nicknamed "Poison Doctor", the protagonist''s physician, was born in Domolga Prison.


    18 Murat Bedbea, former division commander of the Red Tiger Charge Division of the Narcissus Knights, is now the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry Army, and is directly under the cavalry chief of the protagonist.


    19 Camille Ray Allen, a paladin, is now the commander of the Red Tiger Cavalry Fighting Division, and the protagonist is directly under the knight.


    20 Tereo Ticino, the head of the Red Tiger Regiment Knights, the direct knight of the protagonist, who died in the Battle of Wife and Daughter Mountain.


    21 Shaw Seanstein, the head of the Red Tiger Charge Division Ranger Regiment, and the protagonist''s direct knight, retired after the Battle of Wife and Daughter Mountain.


    22 Aleksandr, Paladin, Commander of the Red Tiger Charge Division Cavalry, the direct knight of the protagonist, retired after the Battle of Wife and Girl Mountain.


    23 Badan Anlu Netagapo, chairman of the Anlu Family Veterans Conference, is the head of the Anlu Rights Center.


    24 Bokeri Anru Netagapo, the head of the Narcissus County Military Investigation Bureau, the spy leader of the Anru family, was defeated in the internal cleansing of the family.


    25 Roziat Anru Netagapo, an old hero of the Anru family, the head of the family arsenal.


    26 Travis, the wife of Figo, the second sister-in-law of the protagonist, the confidential secretary of the former Duke of Anlu.


    27 Chiat, deputy commander of the Narcissus Knights of the Tarsen Army.


    28 Griffiths, the combat staff of the Narcissus Knights of Tarson.


    29 Clark DeJosse, the first rider of the Narcissus Knights Tassen Front Brigade.


    30 Sde Berry G. Frid, deputy brigade of the First Riding Hybrid Brigade of the Narcissus Knights Tassen Front, sacrificed in the Battle of Leverkusen.


    31 Weike, the secret secretary of the protagonist, the director of court affairs, was born in the Morga prison.


    32 Wellington Steinville, once the protagonist of the protagonist, came from the Steinville family who guarded the northwestern frontier of the empire.


    33 Weisuri Alpha Morissette, the emperor of the Titan Empire, Alpha III, was late.


    34 Alenis Alpha Morissette, Princess of Titan Empire, the youngest daughter of Alpha III, the protagonist''s first wife, the queen of Alenis I after the coronation.


    35 His Majesty the Pope, that is, Radrier VI.


    36 Von Hewitt Alan, nicknamed "Silver Fox", Minister of the Imperial Service, Supreme Commander of the Titan Guards.


    37 Kachev Dekaras Fentnand, the newly appointed Minister of State of the Empire, defeated a foreign country in a court conspiracy.


    38 Rudolf Hoss, who heads the Secret Service of the Titan Empire, is the secret agent of Alpha III and will also be the secret agent of Queen Alenis I.


    39 Almodovar Godzilla, nicknamed "Sea Monster", Minister of Finance of the Empire.


    40 Luo Meng.Hua Andsisses, the imperial justice minister.


    41. Phil Owen, the imperial tax minister, was defeated in the tax audit crisis and committed suicide.


    42 Defi Lemus, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Empire, died of illness in Germany.


    43 Cadero Budisit, the speaker of the imperial noble senate, was defeated in the court conspiracy.


    44 Wei Gang. Abu Ning. Hercules, commander of the Fifth Military Region of the Imperial Guard, an accomplice to the southern assassination in 791, was defeated.


    45 Hayek Burundi, the first division of the First Army of the Seventh Military Region of the Imperial Guards, that is, the commander of the One. One Snow Lion.


    46 Eugene Mu. Blalig, commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard Southern Army Group.


    47 Dario Gonzales, former chief of staff of the Southern Army Group, has retired.


    48 Silvio Burico, commander of the Second Army of the Eighth Military Region of the Imperial Guards, the maker of the "Hanvaslid Massacre".


    49 Michelle Dolombo, Commander-in-Chief of the Korlan Front of the Narcissus Knights.


    50 Virgil Blas, Commander-in-Chief of the Liszt Army of the Narcissus Knights.


    51 Tuo Si Tuo, the total head of the Narcissus Knights.


    52 Kolunev, commander-in-chief of the Thracian Front of the Narcissus Knights.


    53 Rolla Croft, deputy director of the military command authority in Narcissus County, in charge of education, military reclamation, propaganda, women, etc.


    54 Venal Donat, the protagonist''s physician, maid, and apprentice of the poison doctor Pars.


    55 Domingo, who had succeeded the protagonist and became the elder brother of the prisoners in Domolga prison, is now the person in charge of the lair of Turin.


    56 Morang Zuo Haning, former governor of Domolga prison.


    57 Rolanda Getia Haning, the warden''s daughter, had a dew relationship with the protagonist.


    58 Dorm Oll, who once controlled the Turin "lair", the protagonist''s agent in the dark world, died of murder after the betrayal.


    59 Luriel Netapo Anlu, chief of staff of the Narcissus Knights.


    60 Count Philip Gurion, confidential secretary of Emperor III, Queen Alenis I was ruled out of the court after taking office.


    61 Ruston Cambrai, the former royal court chief, was responsible for the royal court office and all court affairs, and then lost in the court conspiracy.


    62 Carlo A. Manuel, Princess of the Kingdom of Ilya.


    63 Theodore Manuel, Crown Prince of Ilya.


    64 Tik Netapo Anru Gorbachto, a member of the Anru family and former head of the Turin area of ??the Military Investigation Bureau.


    65 Viscount Minsk de Carras Feitnand, illegitimate son of Alpha III, whose whereabouts are currently unknown.


    66 Admiral Faboya Manluh, commander of the Guards of the capital of the Guards.


    67 Aokaya Silva. Westminster, who successfully rescued the protagonist from the military commander Colonel Deyis, a natural spy, was promoted to the head of the Military Investigation Bureau after the protagonist succeeded Anlu ¡¯s parents.


    68 Ye Liduolan. Hasu Feitnand, the mistress of His Majesty Alpha III, the biological mother of the illegitimate child, lost the foreign country after the court conspiracy.


    69. Queen Rowling Kate Kano A. Moreset defeated a foreign country after the court conspiracy.


    70 Merzheimer de Cousette, the protagonist ¡¯s secret probe, the head of the first branch of the Office of the Director of Military Intelligence.


    71 Rubile Alpha Morissette, the eldest son of Alpha III, was the first heir to the throne and was dismounted by the court conspiracy.


    72 Rubims Alpha Morissette, the second son of Alpha III, was defeated in the court conspiracy.


    73 Relo Thomas, the protagonist of the protagonist at the beginning of the Royal Military Academy.


    74. Viscount Tower von Sukhoi, nicknamed "The Walking Stick Tower", became famous after the battle of his wife and daughter, and is now the commander of the 1st Artillery Division of the Titan Guards.


    75 Krapic Delic, a colonel of the Guards of civilian origin, was the commander of the infantry division of the eleventh military region, and is now the commander of the first army of the eighth military region.


    76 Mintas Brent, a follower of the protagonist, worships the daffodil knight with 100% loyalty, and is now an officer in the Fifth Military Region.


    77 George Romero, captain of the cavalry army belonging to the Southern Army Group.


    78 Dallas Pitch, nicknamed "Crazy Dada", was the combat staff of the 16th Military Region Staff of the Guards, and is currently the deputy chief of general staff of the Southern Group Army Group.


    79 A leader of the Morpheus Southern Uprising.


    80 Marshal Rubin Spialius, the former dean of the Royal Military Academy of Turin, is now the chief of staff of the Imperial Guard.


    81 Viscount Atmeli, a well-known arms distributor in the Titan Empire.


    82 Katerina Don Holmes, a high princess of the Western Portuguese Holmes dynasty, the protagonist''s friend.


    83 Vichy Delin von Sukhoi, an arms expert and the main mother of the Sukhoi family, has a son for the protagonist, but the two have never been able to combine.


    84 Duke of Roghank von Sukhoi, the largest arms dealer in the empire, the parent of the Sukhoi family.


    85 Wasaka Mohammed, the protagonist of the swordsmanship coach in his childhood, is now the commander of the Persian Mogadishu tribe.


    86 Oparella Loresburg, the heir to the German-Israel Loresburg dynasty, now Queen Opalella.


    87 Belon Ballendinet, the former highest commander of Germany and Italy, was defeated in the battle of Wife and Daughter Hill.


    88 Duke of Liguria. Stemberville, the great warlord who guarded the northwestern frontier of the Titan Empire, the parent of the Steinville family.


    89 Admiral Pensile Donez, Commander-in-Chief of the Twelfth Military Region of the Guards.


    90 Colonel Paine Rubelli, formerly a secret secretary of Alan, was demoted due to a collision with Alan in the campaign against Germany. He is now the liaison officer of the protagonist and the Southern Army Group Command.


    91 Marquis Heinrich von Lesterke, the head of the secret agent of the German kingdom, that is, the head of the "Dekt" intelligence agency.


    92 Shaw Kalenko, code-named "Dark Demon", a super assassin cultivated by the Morrisset royal family, is now a personal bodyguard with Paul as the protagonist.


    93 Stabenelli, formerly Admiral of Germany and Italy, is now the highest commander of the Kingdom of Germany and Italy.


    94 Lundneynes, the Admiral of Germany, ended up defeated by Silver Fox Alan''s "Winter Offensive".


    95 Palermo. Anlu. Netagabo Anlu family representatives in the noble senate.


    96 Don Carlos, Chief of Quartermaster of the Northern Group of the Guards


    97 Lee McLean, subordinate commander of the Northern Army Group.


    98 Krasus, formerly a major general, was promoted to lieutenant general after the "winter offensive" and is now the chief of staff of the Northern Army Group.


    99 Major General Barbara. Bernard Shaw, Red Tiger Cavalry Corps heavy cavalry brigade commander.


    100 Count Tivoli Hadley, lieutenant general of the Guard, deputy director of the imperial bureau.


    101 Lieutenant Murt Singh, the leading intelligence secretary of the protagonist.


    102 Lieutenant Monia Amerson, formerly the only female officer of the 8431 Special Operations Brigade of the Guards, is now a personal servant of Princess Arthur F. Crittenson, good at using muskets.


    103 Krna Ritzny, the paladin who had had a sworn oath with the protagonist''s biological mother, is now the head of the Royal Paladin.


    104Esephyn Crittenson, Princess of France, married to His Royal Highness the Titan Empire, the protagonist of the court scandal.


    105 "Bison" Bill, head of the first special operations brigade and heavy armored regiment directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    106 "Big Worm" Belezky, head of the first special operations brigade and commando group directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    107 "Ghost Archer" Migian, head of the First Special Operations Brigade and Archer Regiment, directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    108 "Fire Eye" Arthur, head of the first special operations brigade and reconnaissance team directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    109 "Chicken" Mike, head of the first special operations brigade and guerrilla regiment directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    110 "Alligator" Marshall, head of the First Special Operations Brigade and Assault Regiment directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    111 Luc Sitir, the commander of the first special operations brigade directly under the Titan Military Intelligence Agency.


    112 Elisabeth Kechet, the famous soprano singer of Titan, the mistress of the protagonist.


    113 Eruto Manzonola and his twin brother Huper Manzonola, a financial tycoon in Vierona, an industry oligarch, was later exposed to wrongdoing and was killed.


    114 Yaning Chelman, the master planner of the "Championship Action", is currently the deputy director of the Southern Branch of the Emperor Affairs Bureau, responsible for secret operations.


    115 Giorgio Verones, the newly-rising noble businessman, the protagonist''s spokesperson in Vierona''s financial world.


    116 Trinity, daughter of Luc Sitter, one of the protagonists'' mistress.


    117 Viscount Paul Jerwock, the protagonist''s clerk, is able to speak well and speak well.


    118 Gundol Abbesia, a fighting hero in the "Donukadan Plain Blocking Battle" many years ago, once the protagonist''s tutor, is now the commander-in-chief of the Guards Fifth Military Region.


    119 Baron Chevini, Director of the International Division of the Military Intelligence Agency, one of the protagonists'' confidants.


    120 Beretta Narenfus, leader of the southern revolutionaries, leader of the "Titan Liberation Front".


    121 Akhlaina Mogadishu, the princess of the Mogadishu tribe of Persia, the third wife of the protagonist.


    122 Ravanti Muriolse, Marshal King of the Netherlands, the first military commander of the Anti-Tanzanian Alliance.


    123 Pontiere Gonvages, Admiral King Fran?ais, the first forward commander of the anti-Tanzania alliance.


    124 Karl Shetzhnier, the investigator of the Royal Court of Inquiry of the Fran?ais, affiliated with the "Aragon" intelligence service, created the **** case of St. Wylie in the first anti-Tan movement.


    125 Panettigoron Asgen, one of the preparations for the Paladin, was one of the fighting heroes that emerged during the First Patriotic War.


    126 Toslak, one of the hunters of the Buseibach ferry area, one of the battle heroes that emerged during the First Patriotic War.


    127 Glaslau, a local officer of the Military Intelligence Agency, the chief of the battlefield intelligence personnel during the First Patriotic War.


    128 Victoria Hohenvalen, almost everyone does not believe that this eight-year-old girl will become Queen Emperor of Anlu in the future and will be crowned Emperor after the death of the Emperor.


    129 General Stuttgart, commander-in-chief of the Eighth Military Region of the Guards.


    130 Sandinan, the former head of the infantry of the southern army group, is bloodthirsty, insidious and cunning, cruel in nature, and the protagonist''s confidant.


    131 Massimil, the former Special Intelligence Brigade Squadron of the former Military Intelligence Agency, a fighting hero in the "Podesdorf Central Highland Campaign", who sacrificed vigorously during the First Patriotic War Lieutenant Marshal Cyrus, the former chief of staff of the Guards, was later found guilty of treason and was pushed to the guillotine.


    133 Eisenstein, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Germany and the husband of Queen Oparia.


    134 Archbishop Khachiano, the head of the parish of Titan, suffered a devastating defeat in a court conspiracy.


    135 Spark, nicknamed "Great Aunt", chief executioner of the imprisonment department of the Imperial Court.


    136 Kirk Dexton, a two-handed sword, the protagonist of the protagonist.


    137 Admiral Benjamin Sandler, chief of the Guards Quartermaster.


    138 Killer 13, the true killer king of the Western Continent, the protagonist''s teacher, was originally imprisoned in the underground prison of Domolga prison, and was released in a court conspiracy.


    139 Zoela, the intelligence commissioner of the former Anlu Military Investigation Bureau stationed in the capital, the proprietress of the "Dog Bite Dog Club", was killed in the internal cleaning of the Anlu family.

 ~： ycbz comment Titan 1 Author: ycbz

    Let''s start a formal comment.


    Comments are complicated, especially for a novel of a novel, there are too many places to consider, even more than the creators need to consider. What we see most often is that commentators make comments from a certain aspect, which can be used as a starting point for comments. For example: the characters created by the work and their authenticity, vividness and typicality (such as Grande, Hamlet) ), The unique style of the language of the work and its beauty and corresponding literary meaning (such as the Mark Twain series), the profound meaning contained in the work and the high degree of humanization and socialization of this meaning (such as the old man and the sea, war and peace), The appearance and influence of the work in the specific social environment and human environment of a certain era (such as the tragic world, childhood). This kind of entry point is inexhaustible. Being able to make any entry point sufficiently objective and deep enough requires a fairly high level. For me, this level is not to be expected but unreachable, it is simply beyond sight. Our Chinese novel reviews are somewhat special, and more similar to Jin Shengtan''s criticism of the Three Kingdoms. This form of sentence-by-sentence commentary is more intuitive, but if you want to do it, one must have sufficient literary standards and time, and the other is at least a book.


    The problem is coming, I have no level, not too much time, and not enough patience, not even Titan''s physical book or complete electronic version. Public chapters are okay, at least when you need to find a sentence or a character, you can also find it. If you want to find it in the chapter, you can rely on the reading system, it is simply an activity that can kill people; even if someone has enough memory Okay, I can remember it, but if you want to quote some paragraphs of the work to make an explanation-sorry, please type it yourself ... Oh my god!


    I found a bunch of reasons. In fact, what I want to say is: I ¡¯m free to comment on the form, I ca n¡¯t do it too strictly, I ca n¡¯t do it too carefully; the focus of the comment is in the public chapter (although I know the focus should actually be It ¡¯s part of it, but there is really no way to face the endless page-turning search and massive typing tasks); the standard of comments is online novels, not masterpieces.


    From the first episode (nonsense, please do n¡¯t mind. Of course I ca n¡¯t say from the last episode, this is not a novel, there is no flashback. In fact, this is a dividing line, ^^)


    I liked the beginning of the novel. This way of expressing a large supporting role from a small supporting role and then leading out the protagonist is more intuitive and faster to enter the theme than the method of "blasphemy" and "Saints" starting with a bridge segment; compared to "Dust of History" The method of directing the protagonist in "Feng Qi Zi Luo Xia" is slightly more subtle and more charming. Speaking of this, this kind of beginning is actually the least need to bother. Starting with the bridge section, this bridge section must have an overall view, and the difficulty of the design can be imagined; the direct appearance of the protagonist must have a sufficiently impressive environment to set off. Although this kind of opening has various shortcomings such as lack of expressiveness and lack of attraction, for me, a smoky person who often makes the room, seeing Lieutenant General Mo Lang left, his cigar and his room, already enough.


    Then you will see Captain Wick''s stinky mouth. Then the conversation between the stinky mouth and Lieutenant General Mo Lang left more vivid. The image of an ordinary officer who is honest and not lacking in wisdom is displayed before our eyes.


    Next, General Li Lang left throughout this episode is even more impressive. A large number of cigars and coffee, not angry with the people around you, are enough to show his anxiety-he is still a wise man; he has not given up thinking in the face of difficulties-he has a strong side; when thinking to the end, but only Can think of retirement-his wisdom is only the level of ordinary people; the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, the mahogany desk, the ice bear sofa, the expensive tobacco and alcohol-obviously, he is not a clean officer; he understands that he can start quickly after being abandoned Worrying about his safety-he was quite familiar with various conspiracies and tricks; after everything was clear, he was quite happy to accept other people''s arrangements for himself-still a little weak. What can such a soldier do as prison officer?


    The protagonist played. Most of my dissatisfaction with this episode focused on the expression of Oscar. Look, he is only 15 years old, he can think of a woman and another woman without any guilt; he can deal with subordinates'' problems in an extremely fair way, so that the subordinates are afraid and respectful; perfectly deal with communication; Perfect to seduce girls. He possesses perfect force, perfect psychology knowledge, perfect sociology knowledge, perfect criminology knowledge, perfect power art and dark society status. This was nothing, and the protagonist of the novel was already very difficult to shape, especially such a future emperor, who weakened him is even more unfavorable for the subsequent plot development. In this type of online novel, the hero''s Gao Daquan is even necessary. But it is such a person who would despise Lieutenant General Li Lang, will be angry with those who despise him, and will be sad because his friend cannot escape from prison. I know that Crescent Moon wants to express a sentimental villain. However, the bad guy''s feelings will only be reflected in people who have a close relationship with him. Otherwise, he is either a naive fool or a good person who thinks he is a bad guy. Oscar is certainly not a good person, but he is not naive. The fundamental contradiction of this character is not persuasive.


    Dissatisfaction becomes dissatisfaction. I can''t think of any way to express it better. This is the fundamental reason why I like this book. I like this kind of subject and like this kind of idea. Although some places will make me less satisfied, but I do not have the level to do better. This gives me the possibility to communicate with the author in the text, rather than looking up like the classics. So, from now on, Oscar is a sentimental bastard, let us remember this. If similar conflicts occur in the future, please refer to here.


    The perfect escape begins. I do n¡¯t know if the crescent moon has referenced anything, but I want to say that this jailbreaking operation involving dozens of bad guys under surveillance is perfect. From the determination of the candidate, the long-term planning, the bold and novel ideas The mobilized human force, the use and secrecy of key figures, and the final killings are as classic as textbooks. Perhaps this text should be read ten times?


    Dissatisfied again. Dissatisfaction with the character of the emperor. He hadn''t figured out how to deal with him when he made the decision to release Oscar? The reason he decided to release Oscar was because a woman reminded him that Oscar was his nephew. Then he forgot that Oscar was his nephew, and he wanted to put him under house arrest? At the end of Oscar''s reminder, he remembered this, and immediately sealed the prince? Let me say that even an ordinary monarch, when faced with this problem, can give the following answer within half a day-because of his love for his sister, Oscar must be free; because of the need to maintain the Use, UU reading to put a certain pressure on the Anlu family, so Oscar must not be too comfortable. As a result, Oscar was released, and his prince ¡¯s title would be deprived of his crimes and given the title of Viscount; people must stay in the capital. This can be balanced by the Secretary of State ¡¯s proposal to send Oscar abroad, and then the protest must be brought forward by Anlu Slowly divide the connection between Oscar and Anlu and slowly promote his status, assassinate the Duke of Dortmund to cause differences among the heirs, thus dividing the relationship between the Oscar brothers; if he can control the Oscar, then Oscar will control Anlu, or split the security Lu ¡¯s power; if this goal cannot be achieved, Oscar will also be a test of Anlu ¡¯s attitude, and even threaten Anlu ¡¯s bargaining chip; if Anlu does not care about Oscar ¡¯s life and death, then Oscar will have a great chance to invest in If the central government cares, then in some ways, Anlu must compromise. ¡ª¡ªHow perfect!


    He talked nonsense again for a long time. In fact, I know that the new moon can think of this too. It''s just that Oscar must become a prince, and the plot will not be developed without the next face. Under the premise that Oscar must become a prince, the plot of the palace''s fighting wisdom is still quite good. Therefore, after I have complained, I will continue to read. The role of the plot is to express human nature, and in these imperfect plots, the performance of human nature has reached a very high level. Therefore, these shortcomings are not fatal.


    Oscar became the prince, and the first episode ended.


    I have to sleep. 138 Reading Net

 ~： ycbz assessment of the Titans 2: ycbz

    The crescent moon always has this problem, that is, the beginning of the novel is not well grasped. But it''s okay, let''s take a look at the second episode.


    The reason I say ¡®look¡¯ is because I have nothing to comment on. No shortcomings can be found, only amazing.


    The new moon began to show off his brushwork. Probably due to professional relations, Crescent Moon always uses montage-style scene switching habitually when dealing with such complicated pictures, supplemented by a large number of long and short shots, plus what may appear at any time, or such as The breeze, such as a rainstorm, or a serious, or ridiculous narration, can even reflect the effect of music in the text. This kind of brushwork brings a gorgeous effect that shakes the mind. And this professional ability can be reflected in the text, I am more willing to call this ability talent.


    Yes, gorgeous. Whenever I see this word, I always think of my beloved Baggio. In fact, Baggio and Titan have a surprising similarity in a sense. Baggio''s gorgeous encounter with brutal professional football, Titan''s gorgeous encounter with impetuous network environment; Baggio dragged a broken leg to play for 20 years, Titan persisted to the end in this heavy theme of innate lack of audience. Both of them brought me insurmountable pleasure and unforgettable sadness.


    As Oscar wrote at the beginning of his memoirs: "Memories are sometimes like floating clouds in the clear sky, it gently floats in people''s hearts; sometimes it is like a rainstorm, fiercely beating the atrium under the spur of the wind" .


    Everything in the prison had an indelible impact on Oscar the Little. Killer 13, General Osaka Mohammed, and Bushley Jr.


    The first thing the new moon brings us is betrayal. The calmness of this conceived article is surprising, and this almost abrupt effect is maddening. These are all presented to us by the crescent moon with cool to cold words. Cruel pleasure.


    The Duke of Bustier Buxed, Minister of State (this is a name destined to be obliterated in the long river of history) is pathetic. His son, Wood Bookside, was blinded by Oscar and nearly killed. This is too pitiful. You know, what Wood did was just plug Sasha''s mouth with mud. The Minister of State had always been the **** of the horse used by the emperor against the Anlu family, and he was ruthlessly abandoned by His Majesty. Political betrayal.


    Bush Kelly, a little prostitute who sells flesh and skin in Domore. She is more pitiful. Due to her dramatic acquaintance with Oscar and the intimacy that followed, she was seen by the spies as a **** to assassinate Oscar. The novel narrates that she betrayed Oscar for a better life and was killed by Oscar in a brutal manner. In fact, a woman who is bullied all day long in prison and betrays a man who has nothing to do with her in exchange for a better life. This is nothing in itself. It is not realistic to use morality to restrain people in special circumstances. What''s more, what would happen if she did not agree to collaborate?


    Bush Kelly, let us remember this name ~ www.novelhall.com ~ She is a woman living in hell. She is Oscar''s first love. She will die of Oscar anyway. There is nothing darker in life. Betrayal of human nature.


    Oscar, when he kills his pet; when he kills his first love; when he is freed from the punishment of deserved prison, and plans another eye of Wood Bookside , He did not realize that he was also betrayed. My betrayal.


    Alenis Alpha Morissette, Princess of Empire, is one of the important figures in this book. She should have been an unscrupulous person for the purpose, but unfortunately she fell in love with a boy, just the moment she was scared to pee pants. People who possess this psychological characteristic of abuse are usually good people. The princess is an absolutely nice person. She has excellent ability, strong sense of responsibility, loyalty to love, and initiative in life. She has a dark side, which is closely related to her living environment; but she can always use the noble side to win in the inner struggle. Although narcissus can produce sludge without staining, but if you put it in poison gas, its end will only wither. Her noble princess betrayed the environment in which she should live, so the environment will punish her. This is the most noble and sad betrayal.


    The second episode is over. Desolate Titan Continent, desolate history, desolate human nature and hearts. We could not help seeing that the curtain was slowly unfolding. Can''t stop. Then, when you are attracted, ask yourself. What kind of person are you? If you are facing darkness, how would you choose ~ www.novelhall.com ~

 ~： ycbz comment Titan 3 Author: ycbz

    This is the third episode.


    Oscar the Little, who had become a prince, began to reach the upper levels of the empire''s power. Like the laws that everything must follow, the novel ushered in a relatively gentle transition period after the opening chapter. The various conspiracies hidden in luxury are like the silent water flowing in the dark night-you may only hear some sounds, but the water flowing in the dark night will burst out at a specific time and place The tremendous energy has broken the obstacles in front of it mercilessly, or it has been ruthlessly blocked by an insurmountable dam in a certain place, and it has once again become a pool of undercurrents.


    /*Dividing line*/


    Let me talk about a person first. The woman I hate the most in this book has made me hate the incomparable woman when she first appeared. "Anlu''s Daffodil Corolla"-Sasha Netapo Anlu, Oscar''s cousin and wife, his most beloved woman in life.


    how to say? A spoiled woman who thinks she is beautiful, thinks smart, thinks kind, thinks she is loyal. Speaking with facts: At the reception of the Empire State Finance Minister, she was so eye-catching, so reserved, and so good at dealing with interpersonal relationships; in the second episode, she could speak for a girl who was bullied by knights and sold daffodils And use words and actions to convince everyone; when there is a crack between Oscar and Annie, she will come forward for Anne; she does not care how many women Oscar has, she only cares about Oscar.


    how about it? A man''s dream lover?


    Unfortunately, she is a spoiled woman. In addition to the death of her biological parents and the yearning for Oscar, she has never experienced more suffering-and the love of her by all people has made her an absolute ego. Her feelings for Oscar are unquestionable, and her psychology should be in doubt. So, what is her psychology? It''s simple-a sense of security.


    She lacks a sense of security and is extremely lacking. A sign of a person''s maturity is whether he can bring a sense of security to himself and his loved ones. Our daffodil corolla does not have this ability. All she can do is ask for security, whenever and wherever. She can ignore everything, even her face and status. She only needs a sense of security, as long as she can bring a sense of security to Oscar. Therefore, she doesn''t care whether Oscar''s feelings for her are love, or how many women Oscar has, she even pulls a pimp. A woman who is extremely insecure is lovely, she is very docile; a woman who is extremely insecure is even more dangerous, because you must not let anyone or something that makes her feel threatened appear in front of her¡ª Otherwise, let ¡¯s stand beside the wasp needle and the green snake tail.


    Comparing Xiao Zhao with her in Yi Tian Tu Long Ji and her, you should be able to agree with me. The external performance of the two women is basically the same. The difference is that Xiao Zhao is mature. Her strength allows her to persevere when she is insecure, and Sasha will only cry and ask for it. Sasha''s character is quite universal. In real life, there are not many women with such diseases. It ¡¯s simple to want to love such a woman: if you let her immerse herself in the safe world she built, everything will be fine. However, I really think that such a simple comrade may wish to give it a try.


    /*Dividing line*/


    At the beginning of this episode, the new moon showed us what luxury is at the reception of the finance minister. The word luxury is easy to understand, it means waste. Therefore, the word luxury is also easily misunderstood, making people think that gold and silver jewelry, gold and brilliant is luxury.


    No, that''s low-level luxury. Luxury means wasting human labor, including physical strength and intelligence. Therefore, the upstarts always show off their wealth. In fact, they show off that they own metal and metal products produced by other people ¡¯s labor, or other high-end supplies, just like the Moran left admiral in Domolga. The rich and the third generation of rich people usually like more treasured items, such as all kinds of strange mountains and strange stones. These items are more natural and rarer than metal products, and require more professional manpower to discover and build, so they also They are less likely to be contaminated by their eyes; the nobles of higher ranks usually prefer intellectual waste, such as this finance minister. His room, which was made up of all kinds of scary materials, hides the wisdom of a large number of high-level architectural talents, and the dazzling list of drinks and food at the reception hides the huge amount of money he needs for the participants ¡¯eating habits and hobbies Investigation of money and manpower.


    Of course, there is a higher level of luxury. These people like nothing but cultural relics. They will be immersed in the thrill of possessing history. There is such a person in the first episode of the legend of Lu Xiaofeng, I have forgotten the name. I only remember his little wooden house that Lu You lived four hundred years ago and the wooden chairs in the palace. This kind of person does not appear in this book, which is a little regret. However, based on the civilization process of the western continent, such people do not yet have the conditions for their creation. If you don''t, don''t.


    Well, about luxury, if you happen to have a vain girlfriend or wife, remember not to tell her that. Let them think that metal products are the top enjoyment. Otherwise, what do you deal with?


    /*Dividing line*/


    The conspiracy appeared. I like the word, and I prefer the description of the new moon. To give a few examples:


    "The little prince Osne. Anlu. Morissette was taken into the mansion by the big fat man"-we know that the finance minister asked Oscar, or that he would use Oscar. Then, in the face of an empire prince, a child, a king in a dark society, a possible son-in-law of the emperor, and a dead enemy of the Minister of State-assuming you are the Minister of Finance, how would you receive Can he show enough sincerity, show humility that can confuse people, show a certain elder posture to produce enough psychological cues, and not offend the Secretary of State to death and leave a way for himself? Look at our finance minister, how he greeted him, and his conversation with Oscar at the reception.


    "Little Oscar ¡¯s smile is very stiff, which is completely understandable. He really does n¡¯t know why the old guys in front of him can keep the smile meticulous for so long. The prince is not very familiar with this high standard of entertainment, but he is very Quickly mastered the trick: smile, smile can make you inexplicable, and it can make you inexplicable "-smile is the best weapon, Hahaer in the peerless doubles has already told Xiaoyu This is the point (the characters in Gu Long''s pen are usually extreme, but it does make sense). ¡ª¡ªTrust me, smiling properly is difficult. I practiced for a long time, and I ca n¡¯t laugh at the kind of sunny and moving effect ~ www.novelhall.com ~ I admire those actors, and even more admire politicians who are more professional than actors.


    "Wild Lidoran personally sent the Chancellor of the Treasury to the carriage. At that time, the sky was completely dark. The sea monster wiped the lady''s oil and water in disregard of his identity, although he was disgusted by the fat and dirty hands The extreme, but Ye Liduolan still chose to spit the fat pig like a little girl "-what did the finance minister say after Kaiyou? "Oh! Bitch is worthy of being a bitch!"-The finance minister who always looks like a pig is very good at inserting two green onions in his nose. This trait is most vivid at this time-he touched Ye Liduo Lan gave him a lustful appearance, which made Yeli Duolan habitually despise him. This is good, because hate is the beginning of contempt; he touched Wild Lidoran and expressed his interest in Wild Lidoran, thus showing that he did not particularly oppose Wild Lidoran ¡¯s father, Kachif de Karas. . Duke Fettnand came to occupy the position of Minister of State; he touched Wild Lidoran, indicating that I dared to violate you, and thus reminded Wild Lidoran not to go too far; He touched Wild Lidoran To announce to the people around: Look, the emperor''s woman, I dare to touch. This wonderful touch!


    There are still many conspiracies. The entire third episode is full of these. The Oscar meeting with Lord Mailer, the Oscar meeting with the Duke of Katchev, the Oscar-designed strategy to frame the Secretary of State, the Oscar meeting with the emperor ... I can''t really write much about this.


    So, the third episode is over ~ www.novelhall.com ~